WHAT   DAY   WAS   IT?

What day was it

when ethics died?

If anyone noticed,

well,

nobody cried.

 

The season passed unseen,

until the ones in control,

the loudest voices of all,

bellowed out their disenchantment

hurriedly washing their dirty hands

more hurriedly still stashing ill-gotten profits

(taken off your back, friend, and mine)

offshore and away from prying eyes.

Who was watching these watchers, the thieves?

Not you, friend.

Not I.

And that's why we may never know

what day it was

when ethics really died.

 

 

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