Liars And Thieves


Today I walked
into Barclays’ Head Office
and called them
liars and thieves.
They rustled their papers
and looked ashamed.

Today I walked
into Scotland Yard
and called them
liars and thieves.
They shifted on their chairs
and seemed contrite.

Today I walked
into Murdoch’s offices
and called them
liars and thieves.
They shuffled their feet
and showed remorse.

Today I walked
into Parliament
and called them
liars and thieves.
They wrung their hands
and appeared chastened.

Of course
it was only a dream.


This was written by a friend of mine. I asked her if I could post it here. She said I could. Thanks, Flic.

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on June 29, 2012, in Poem - Not Written By Me Though and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 12 Comments.

  1. I walked into the arena
    of megabanks and megacorps
    and called them liars and thieves.
    They snickered.
    It was not a dream.


  2. Ha, but wouldn’t it be grand? I know of several I would like the opportunity to call of the carpet from their deeds or lack there of…enjoyed this! 🙂


  3. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words

    same dreams are across the ocean
    just different words to describe them…..
    one day a wake up call will make the dream
    a reality in an unrealistic world



  4. Joining in with the applause. What a dream 🙂


  5. Yep, only a dream, unless you’re part of the 1% that owns everything, then it’s a celebration–not done in front of us normal people, though.


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