what a joke
ever a lie
does the economy hold back the rain?
will a squash grow if the market crashes?
will a hen cease to lay
if employment hits an all-time low?
the sun still shines
the worm still tills the fertile ground
the stars still mark
seasons days and years
throw off the shackles of wealth
find the rich abundance of a tomato
milk a goat like an unemployment check
bank on dirt
invest in compost
count on the dividends and yields
gather homeless berries
and put them to work in a pie
don’t be a fool for gold
when trees drop pecans every year