Peter, Paul and Joe.

By Scott Bailey © 2024

Peter:

So I had this idea. Let’s end the scum off! Send them to the hellish places of our darkest memories and guilt.

Paul:

Well, you know I am going to have to fight you on that one! Can’t turn away from that!

Peter:

It will cost hundreds of millions to stop us!

Paul:

That’s OK, Joe will pay.

Later

Paul:

So, I think you have reached the end. We fought for a long time but your time is over, the end of what you can do has been reached.

Peter:

So it seems. So your promise?

Paul:

Of course! You drove billions into our pockets. Come and join us  – time to have your cut!

A proverb of modern times or the completely efficient transfer of wealth to them

from me and you

In plain view

What’s to do?

What’s to do?

Deep Sleep

By Scott Bailey © 2015

Trees on the horizon
Fingers accusing the sunset
Shimmering waters deep

The soul of man divided
A fear that never speaks
Darkness encroaches deep

Thunder in the morning
Lightning cracks on high
Rolling sound so deep

Division rends asunder
Lands that had known peace
Now their daughters sleep