Thomas Brown

Behavior

POEM: Unshackle The Hand

Unshackle the hand…
House of care, the game has been written
Interfere with nature…you’ll get bitten
Know that it is supply and demand
Your character however is your passion to command

The defect, the wild card …the hazard … The Reserve
The House… can trust and confidence it preserve
The dare … sans gold, a multiple out of control
Has stretched and fractioned the metric to date
Unshackle the hand…it’s getting late

Stir and stimulate
It’s double toil the tool of trouble
Triple ready’s the new bubble
Ante up for obligations direct and moral
Easing … Hood wink seizing...Robin those that make
Moving goods and services to those that take

Unshackle the hand… as while we deteriorate
Butterfly wing can’t correlate
Risk… guarantees so effortlessly bet
By those so divine… so driven... so set

The mother of all spawning spoiled sisters and brothers
Fannie and Freddie going shy on the future fortunes of others
Unshackle the hand…let new form creations
The veiled stimulation a stacked deck of reallocations

Teleprompters cannot say what wizards lay
Natures markets correct ... by the way… all pay
Impeach the accusers who preach and now mate with the abusers
Seek no more regulation; your authorization … keep fair and free from manipulation
The game of bail… monopolies of all variations… you hail as we all fail
Our economy for sale…for burial…. now shovel ready
Unshackle the hand… allow markets to steady

Ford-ward will move Fiat as green- back shoots seed
Unshackle the hand… is the command...is what we need
Unshackle “The Invisible Hand” may God speed

©Thomas Brown June 13 2009