Show me progress, and
I’ll show you 10,000 smokestacks
billowing clouds of smoke
polluting air and water.
Show me fate, and
I’ll show you innocent families
ruined by addiction,
babies crying back of a scalding car
parents overdosed in the front.
Show me success, and
I’ll show you hapless degenerates
of multicorporate partnerships.
miserable to the bone.
Good deeds, remorse, and generosity
are my currency,
and love my exchange.
Karma’s my name.