Long Poems About Money
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Long poems about money. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Worthless Tenants
Chapter 1
Electricity Bills
Mr. Perry brought some important issues to the attention of the worthless woman who shared the house with him. Firstly, he talked about the electricity bills. He said that the utility company had his wife’s phone number and the company had been sending the electricity bills to her phone, but that edition of the electricity bills only showed the total amount that was to be paid and the due date. Mrs. Perry and her husband could not rely on that insufficient information to pay the electricity bills.
The woman shared electricity...
Electricity Bills
Mr. Perry brought some important issues to the attention of the worthless woman who shared the house with him. Firstly, he talked about the electricity bills. He said that the utility company had his wife’s phone number and the company had been sending the electricity bills to her phone, but that edition of the electricity bills only showed the total amount that was to be paid and the due date. Mrs. Perry and her husband could not rely on that insufficient information to pay the electricity bills.
The woman shared electricity...
#children
#parent
#wife
#home
#money
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The One-eyed Contractor
Mr. Livingston was an old contractor in the field of arc welding and metal fabrication. He had a welding shop on Alexander Road. His wife was older than he was. The one-eyed contractor was a dishonest person, and he used to drink a lot. Moreover, he did not have the ability to reason, and he was quick to start quarrels and fights. Consequently, he lost his left eye in a fistfight.
Paul otherwise known as Welda and Tall Man were welder-fitters who worked for Mr. Livingston. Paul called the boss Baldy because he was a bald-headed man. Tall Man had more skills than Paul did,...
Paul otherwise known as Welda and Tall Man were welder-fitters who worked for Mr. Livingston. Paul called the boss Baldy because he was a bald-headed man. Tall Man had more skills than Paul did,...
#men
#conflict
#money
#curse
#job
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Letty and Skeem
Letty and her husband Skeem were the proud owners of a large tenement house in St. Elizabeth. The couple had no children and they did not adopt a child, but they had nieces and nephews. They rented apartments to two tenants and Letty personally collected the rent from them. Skeem was a skilled carpenter. He earned a good salary, but he was careless with money. Every time he collects his pay, he would gamble away most of it in the casino and take home a small amount. He was also a drunkard and he spent a lot of money on liquor, especially white rum. The good things about him were that he did...
#wife
#husband
#money
#alcohol
#funny
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Farang, or a Love Song for Bangkok
They call me Farang, or Muay Farang. Foreign boxer, it means. It is not a title of honor. I’ve been here for a month now. Coach expects by the time I come back I’ll be a top prospect for the fancy TV fights, considering my kickboxing experience in the states. Everything depends on how my record turns out over here. This’ll be my third fight now. Kaewsamrit Boxing Gym puts all new inductees straight to work, and that’s slow to the boys over here. They do it every week and sometimes twice. I wonder how they do it, but then I see seven year olds literally living in the gym and I guess that’s...
#violence
#money
#travel
#sports
#greed
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Pawdy
Chapter 1
Fortnight
When Pawdy was a young man, he once worked at a construction site as a labourer in Portland. His job was to mix the mortar and carry concrete blocks in a wheelbarrow. That was hard work, especially since he had to work in the broiling sun. The foreman was a wicked person; he did not pay the workers on time. Moreover, he would give them partial payment and tell them that he owes them the balance.
Every payday he would go to a bar with the workers’ money in his briefcase and drink rum all evening. The workmen had to wait until nightfall to be paid....
Fortnight
When Pawdy was a young man, he once worked at a construction site as a labourer in Portland. His job was to mix the mortar and carry concrete blocks in a wheelbarrow. That was hard work, especially since he had to work in the broiling sun. The foreman was a wicked person; he did not pay the workers on time. Moreover, he would give them partial payment and tell them that he owes them the balance.
Every payday he would go to a bar with the workers’ money in his briefcase and drink rum all evening. The workmen had to wait until nightfall to be paid....
#death
#money
#alcohol
#tobacco
#job
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Can't kill Bill
It's too long to be a limerick so perhaps a ditty if you will
If you will just be still like trying to catch a fish with a rod and the reel
And if you're ever in a pickle that isn't sweet then think dill
Which is what you'll surely get if you ever mess with Bill
There lives an old man and his name is Bill
he's got a big damn boy and that man's name is Will
And if bringing them some trouble is really how you feel
You better pack a sack lunch and sharpen up your skills
but first sit down and write yourself out of will
Cause you think that you can and...
If you will just be still like trying to catch a fish with a rod and the reel
And if you're ever in a pickle that isn't sweet then think dill
Which is what you'll surely get if you ever mess with Bill
There lives an old man and his name is Bill
he's got a big damn boy and that man's name is Will
And if bringing them some trouble is really how you feel
You better pack a sack lunch and sharpen up your skills
but first sit down and write yourself out of will
Cause you think that you can and...
#strength
#money
#alcohol
#aging
#determination
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An Attack On Free Speech
Mischievous LGBT people made a malicious report on the poet’s anti-gay poem.
They labelled the truth about their ungodly practices as hate speech.
The administrator of a website bowed to pressure and unjustifiably deleted the poem.
Nobody would do this except a queer, a lesbian, a bisexual, or a transgender person.
The biggest haters are those who want to destroy the author’s good work.
An interesting fact is that one of the suggested themes on the website is LGBTQ,
Yet some fools regard it as hate speech when you write your views on the subject. ...
They labelled the truth about their ungodly practices as hate speech.
The administrator of a website bowed to pressure and unjustifiably deleted the poem.
Nobody would do this except a queer, a lesbian, a bisexual, or a transgender person.
The biggest haters are those who want to destroy the author’s good work.
An interesting fact is that one of the suggested themes on the website is LGBTQ,
Yet some fools regard it as hate speech when you write your views on the subject. ...
#LGBT
#money
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#HumanRights
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She Should Hate Me
Through the sludge
The small wife sought light
For sliver of notice
Neverending Sacrifice
With no power
She called to him
With desperate
Hopeless whim
Looking for a future
Closing ever so slim
In dark chasms
Visions
Empowered
Her every thought
If she could harness
What her soul
And time
Justly bought
But then came a new
Profit
Newer than she
He followed her words
Her essence powerful ...
The small wife sought light
For sliver of notice
Neverending Sacrifice
With no power
She called to him
With desperate
Hopeless whim
Looking for a future
Closing ever so slim
In dark chasms
Visions
Empowered
Her every thought
If she could harness
What her soul
And time
Justly bought
But then came a new
Profit
Newer than she
He followed her words
Her essence powerful ...
#love
#money
#LifeCycle #greed
#LifeCycle #greed
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From My Desk To Your Mind Part Four (Blood Sacrifice III)
I wish as a prominent published author, my published novels made into Oscar and Academy awrd winning movies, plenty of opportunities for television roles soliciting at my door, the prestige by the recognition of my face, mmm… handsome, healthy, and virile men at my beck and call, pleasuring me in bed (hey a girl can dream can’t she).
Well hard work and dedication to a five year education goal, minus one for life experience to earn a Master’s Degree in Nursing, and then submitting my intellect of academia training and scholastic learning of higher education to a grueling, hard,...
Well hard work and dedication to a five year education goal, minus one for life experience to earn a Master’s Degree in Nursing, and then submitting my intellect of academia training and scholastic learning of higher education to a grueling, hard,...
#money
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical #deception
#philosophical #deception
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The Time When America SAVED Africa
We don't usually think of World War One as America's finest hour.
For WW1 is simply not that glorious; decisive, or noble.
But if we will only take a new look at WW1,
we can find much to be impressed with !!
We should be grateful that it ended as positively as it did.
The cause of WW1 - what was it ??
The arch duke of Austria'Hungary was assassinated by a Serbian radical.
Austria wanted Serbia to pay for this offense. Germany pushed Aistria to make excessive demands, why ??!!
This next part is often overlooked:
the GERMANS were the ones panting...
For WW1 is simply not that glorious; decisive, or noble.
But if we will only take a new look at WW1,
we can find much to be impressed with !!
We should be grateful that it ended as positively as it did.
The cause of WW1 - what was it ??
The arch duke of Austria'Hungary was assassinated by a Serbian radical.
Austria wanted Serbia to pay for this offense. Germany pushed Aistria to make excessive demands, why ??!!
This next part is often overlooked:
the GERMANS were the ones panting...
#money
#books
#consumerism
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Blaze That Shit Like A True Gangster Goodfella Do Best

#money
#drugs
#revenge
533 reads
10 Comments
Serial Factory
On one side of the orange padded door there is ambient workplace noise. On the other there is a cacaphony of jackhammering-like noises and shouting.. You're on the jackhammering side of the door now, the scary side, the ugly rat-tat-tat sounds vaguely muffled by foam earplugs. Workers are screaming, screaming their anger, or perhaps angry from having to scream. A woman half your age is training you.
"CAP THE PEN!" she bellows when you forget to enclose the Sharpie a second time. You're on a temp job. You're a teacher, well, you're supposed to be, not a pallet jack operator....
"CAP THE PEN!" she bellows when you forget to enclose the Sharpie a second time. You're on a temp job. You're a teacher, well, you're supposed to be, not a pallet jack operator....
#identity
#money
#responsibility #choices
#responsibility #choices
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