Being

I always taught: avoid “to be,”
In all its forms: “is,” “are,” and “was.”
Be active, take control, let’s see
What direct discourse does.

It all began when Man with dreams
(Hard working) grew that first surplus.
Mere sustenance gave way to schemes:
Wealth, not life, his purpose.

Investment became sovereign—
Complexity made Men of Boys—
Greed taught them how to twist and feign—
Success measured in toys.

And though each cent’ry spawned a crash
(Or two), investors never learned
To curb the greed that flamed to ash,
Avoid the painful burns.

Perhaps we should embrace “to be,”
Invest in primal things, shun wealth—
Return to plain humanity—
To “Being” trust our health!
                      (10/6/08)

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