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QUIDDLE OVER QUID PRO QUO





The old Roman thinkers of quid pro quo or this for that

Set up a legislature in our hearts to govern our love;

Now all we do is quiddle over quiddities and niceties.



Each day we awake the Lord of Greed tells us that

There are so many ways to measure envy.  Marcus

Aurelius tells us we covet everything in front of us.



But we are governed by overlords of greed such as

Sultans who store up both eunuchs and harems and

Potentates who would let grain rot than feed the poor.



The greedy hanker for war and ruin.  The ore we extract

From the ground is either made for munitions or Bentleys.

With spit and polish, the tank is as chic as the Bentley.



The earth is a cozy place for the serpent of desire, At

Midnight we cozy up to the darkness of Saturn; during

The day we extol the exemplary but greed finds its way.



It’s the nature for the Sultan to have many wives; the

Plutocrats to own everything, and why not, they can

Afford it.  We agreed to this quid pro quo long ago.