Fail big for the win

The bigger they come, the harder they... wait, what?

Murder one?

Slung inside.

Poison hundreds?

Genocide.

Slaughter thousands?

National pride.

 

Personal bankrupt?

Gee, that’s tough.

Enterprise dies?

Not good enough.

Massive layoffs?

Feed at the trough.

© 2009 Pendantry

Author's Note

I wish I could find a better last line, I don't think it scans well. Any ideas?

Reviews

[Desert Dreamer]

Deja vu...I was having a conversation about this a few days ago. A murderer of one gets life in prison, while those responsible for the death of over eight thousand in Bhupal India (for example) get full retirement from Union Carbide. An excellent poem. Those that cause the most death and destruction profit the most from the system, and are somehow exempt from punishment.

[Karolina S.]

Ha, I love it! Great commentary about our world. Sadly, story writer here, so don't know enough about poetry to help you out with the last line. It reads quite well to me.