They accuse me
of being a capitalist:
Because I shook
my hornless head
When the priest
preached the gospel according to John Rawls.
Because I said,
“Marx and Engels should have had glasses on when thinking
To correct some
myopia in their communist manifesto”
Because I have
Smith, Von Mises and Friedman
Gathering dust
on my shelf.
Because as I was
coming out of the supermarket, I picked the coin
When it
accidentally dropped itself on the beggar’s feet.
Because I don’t
leave bones
When eating a
roasted chicken.
Because I pay
taxes with my left hand
And with money
from my left pocket.
I may be guilty
of Social capitalism
But of
capitalism, I am not sure.
No comments:
Post a Comment