Monday, 14 March 2011


Poem 91 of 230:  TAX

The flouting statement is rife -
    How death and taxes are
The two certainties of life.

And both, to be sure, do hold
    Lores of being a shame -
Thus, backing one may seem bold.

But taxes it seems to me -
    When used in proper ways -
Are good for humanity.

It’s natural to compete,
    But cultural to share -
And tax keeps folks off the street.

For, to open the unfair trap
    (No job, no means, no job),
Welfare the poor must tap.

(C) David Franks 2003