Two sides of a penny

 

By Robert Kingston

I spent a penny today, in a very special way
I dropped it in a bucket, and wished it a good day
I watched as the bucket, wandered along the street
I visualised the faces of the needy ones, with whom it would eventually meet

I spent a penny today, in a very special way
It was given to a stranger, who seldom had a say
I gave thought to how they became a beggar, in a country of such wealth
instantly realising it was created, by governmental stealth

I spent a penny today, in a not so special a way
I gave it to a corporation, whom with this government have so much sway
It put my penny in its till, and took it clean away
It's worth no longer relevant, it's hidden where taxes have no say

I spent a penny today in a not so special way
I gave it to a government who said the people had to pay
inventing many reasons for more and more taxes to be paid
In this country of the free, where money is given to the rich, 
instead of distribution in a much fairer way

 

Copyright Robert Kingston 30.1.16