September 15th 2008
By Ed Crane
The big fish that fed on so many, grew whale size
beaching itself on a sandbar of unpaid debts.
Starved of funds to support its decaying body
it spilled its guts, releasing the multitude of
smaller fish into rancid air to suffer and die
alongside its grossly inflated cadaver.
A failure that gave a bonanza for no one.
Few were left to make living out of the scraps.
The putrid flesh carved into digestible pieces for some
while many drowned and the smallest sprats
were left behind as insignificant pickings for
Angels with deep nets to save where they could.
The effect of hundreds of rotting red herrings
will pollute the waters of the World for a generation
leaving the stink of corrupted parasites growing ever powerful
until the day of their reckoning – which seems so far away.