Exchange Rate


What do we have to give?

Blood to the war gods?

Hope to the eternal flame?

Flesh for the grave?

Hear the words called out,

to gather in the high place.

The world is coming soon

to its tribunal.

What do we have to take?

Feed our unending hunger.

Standing at the precipice,

full of desire and envy.

Fat off the rich ones.

Pick our teeth with poor bones.

All our indignation

is for the fact we must wait.

Gluttonous and imperfect.

Vain and impatient.

Lusting and narcissistic.

Petulant and unfaithful.

All we give

and all we take.

Such a strange exchange rate.

A life for a penny.

A kingdom for a coffin.



DJR -2023

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