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Updated on May 25, 2012

Let there be light
Let there be man
Give him a garden
Give him a companion
It is all so very simple
A world just for two
Nature will provide
Now what should they do?
The seasons are learned
Along with day and night
There are dangers in the wild
But what about wrong and right?
The beauty of one another
Bring their bodies together
One day something happened
Suddenly there was more to consider

There was a baby to feed
And other families emerged
They were drawn together
As their problems converged
Food, shelter, water, safety
These things required action
Someone had to do something
Reality caused a reaction
But who would do what?
Who could kill an animal or lift a stone?
Could they become a village?
Or is it to each his own?
Who would decide?
Who would object?
Were they in agreement?
Or did they reject?

One selfish man
And a plan will fail
One greedy man
And the garden will be for sale
Can a man live for need
And not for wants?
Can a man save a life
And be paid with mere thanks?
Will a man read a book
And study until he sleeps?
And then use his knowledge
And reject the reward he reaps?
Is this the way to achieve greatness
With no discernment among men?
Everyone the same
No matter how they are driven?

The ocean beckons
As do the mountains
The lakes and the streams
Are natures fountains
Will they be cared for
If we live wild and free?
Will a man be happy
Not owning what he can see?

And so the rock must be lifted
And we look around the cave
A man’s back is broken
And another say’s, “I’m no slave”
So the rock remains
As do we in the cave
Who will get food tonight?
“It’s not my turn” he said with a wave

How much is too much
For you to have all you need?
How much is too much
Before you notice the greed?
Think of it this way
You ask a man to play a flute
He can make you smile
But will praise be enough fruit?

A good man will share what he has
And he will accept what he receives
But how many good men do you know?
And how many are thieves?
Would you rather wear a fur
Or harness the heat?
Would you rather live outdoors
Or have a home on a nice street?
And who will do this for you
Without their just reward?
Can you live like an animal
Or accept how money became a sword?

And so do you want my wool
In trade for your milk?
But the home I built for you
Requires that I receive silk
But milk is all I have
So then live on the land
But how can we accommodate
When you won’t take what is in my hand?

It becomes a matter of trust
I say what I render
Equals what you accept
As this paper is legal tender
And you agree
Even though paper is not milk
Because now I will build your house
Because now I can buy my silk
And in this way
Our wants become cultivated
And the lazy man
Is suddenly motivated

As the thinking man observes
The power of the capitalist tool
And the rivers of paper
That once was milk and wool
He wonders how it came to pass
That a world of cows and sheep
Became one of oil and gas
It happened while some did sleep
In the fury of comfort and reward
And technological devices
Are we better off
Or have we invented new vices?

I am happy for my children’s comfort
But at what cost to another?
Is it a zero sum game
With a winner and a loser?
Will the next big thing
Happen without their just reward
Or should we just pray to God
And put down the monetary sword?
Is there a consensus among men
That can ever be reached?
Or will we always fail
And will egalitarianism be breached?

I wonder of these things
As we print more and more
The paper is all that matters
We want ours and all else we ignore
Is there a limit
On the value of milk and wool
Will we continue as we are
Until God reminds of who is the fool?


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      Mark Lecuona 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      @raciniwa - Thank you and I'm glad you were able to read it all the way through. It's a bit long but I was trying to describe how humans started witihout money and how we have evolved while touching on human nature.

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      raciniwa 5 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

      i am awed by this wonderful poetry Mark...and a great one too...take care...

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      Mark Lecuona 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Thank you Deborah. I think this one is my favorite....

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      Deborah Brooks Langford 5 years ago from Brownsville,TX

      You are brilliant.. this is brilliant thank you for such a wonderful poem

      voted up


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      Mark Lecuona 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      @christin53 - Sorry to take so long to acknowledge this. You are WAY too kind. Thank you so much for saying that.

      @rahul - You are too good to me man. I truly appreciate your remarks.

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      Jessee R 5 years ago from Gurgaon, India

      the best by thee i have ever come across!


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      Ann-Christin 5 years ago from UK

      This has got to be one of the best poems I've read you are a brilliant writer.

      Voted up and sharing.