Malibu Beach, Malibu Beach
I just like saying Malibu Beach
It bumps of my lips in sibilant clips,
and slants down into the sea.
Fly some, flee some
get some freedom.
run some, crawl some
stand and fall some.
grab those bones,
beat that drum until it bleeds
dig some, sow some
wilder seeds.
plant some, grow some
then you can blow some
dark and jagged
ragged and raging
on those windy weedy reeds.
People in groups
around parked cars and trucks
vehicles wander the sand
The ocean’s edge tumbles in and out
beyond the tide zone
Storms and tsunamis
have deposited massive
carvings, I walk among
the silent bodies washed
and broken.
Some very interesting ideas about money and the way we have allowed a few to profit by what should available to make life better for everyone. I am still trying to wrap my head around this idea, but it seems so simple and yet earth shattering that money is not a zero sum game and we have allowed a few greedy speculators to fool us into believing it is.
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