Seems the threads of understanding are tied to following the money trail.

Follow the Money

If you want to find an answer
to Medicare,
or the Internet,
why homeless occupy our streets,
the neighbor leaves his grass un-mowed,
tomatoes have no flavor,
universities are out of reach,
dogs run loose,
terrorists terrorize
and we are all so confused
Then follow the money

I talk with friends in endless
circular conversations,
listening to this or that
on how and where we’ve gone wrong
Intellectualizing, the mental equal
of putting out the dog
But never once have I heard suggested
the closing of computers
and shoving back of educated chairs,
to simply follow the money

We choke on the heavy breath of cash,
in cities jammed with cars,
suburbs slammed by drugs,
prisons crammed with kids
and hope for something to be done
A hound, following the wrong scent
There could be profits in clean air
and drug free youth and education
Compounding interest, renegotiating,
learning to lead with the money,
in the place of being forever led astray

Poetry Collection: Broken Pieces
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