The Dollar is Shrinking

This verse is for Ben Bernanke and the Federal Reserve, begging them to do something that will stop the inflation we see running rampant everywhere we shop. The Fed keeps monetizing the debt, even though Ben swore under oath to Congress that he wouldn’t do it. I’m urging them to please stop printing money.


A Note to Ben Bernanke and the Fed

Ignoring fundamental fiscal principles
Can crush a nation once believed invincible
In plain old fashioned words that are unminceable
Monetizing debt is indefensible

Let me recommend an act more sensible
One that folks would find less reprehensible
Do the thing that’s fiscally commendable
Raise the rates so folks earn cash that’s spendable


Steven Pein
14 November 2010
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Havahart®

Havahart®

A rat keeps eating the birdseed
And chasing the birds away
My wife is in a frenzy
So I bought a trap today

It’s me against the rodent
The battle’s about to start
I know I’ll be victorious
With my trusty Havahart®


Steven Pein
9 November 2010
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Leaving - A Sequel

On June 9, I posted a poem called "Leaving". It was about an unhappy woman who wanted a better life. She took action, but it didn't work out the way she thought it would.

This new poem is is a continuation of her story. It's simply called "Leaving - A Sequel".


Leaving – A Sequel

She made her decision
To escape from the captivity she knew
This time when she left him
She understood just what she had to do
Chose a special place,
None would know her face,
Allowing her to start a life anew

Early in the morning
After he had left for work one day
Suitcase packed and ready
A girlfriend came to help her get away
Knowing he would chase,
She couldn’t leave a trace,
She closed her eyes and she began to pray

The first leg of the journey
Was a train ride down to Washington, DC
Then she took the Metro
To a bus that went to Memphis, Tennessee
In fragile state of mind,
She’d left it all behind,
Her sheer determination set her free

The P.O. box in Memphis
That she opened up a couple weeks before
Contained her new identity
She wouldn’t use her old name anymore
In twenty minutes flat,
She disappeared like that,
And hoped that he’d be heard from never more

He came home that evening
And was greeted by the note she left behind
Sat down as he read it
A letter filled with words that weren’t kind
And suddenly irate,
He knew he couldn’t wait,
His plans were formulated in his mind

Setting out determined
Feeling he could track her like a hound
Hoping when he found her
There would be no other soul around
He would spend his life,
Searching for his wife,
But she was destined never to be found


Steven Pein
15 October 2010
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Facebook Gremlins

Facebook Gremlins

Facebook has some gremlins
Who do some nasty deeds
They’re great at stealing photos
And messing up your feeds

They’re widespread little menaces
That pop up everywhere
First they wreak their havoc
And then they disappear

It’s best to just ignore them
And let them play their game
’Cause chasing little gremlins
Can drive you quite insane


Steven Pein
13 October 2010
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Facebook Addict

Facebook Addict

I’m a genuine Facebook addict
I can’t seem to stay away
I log on every morning
That’s how I start my day

I sip a cup of coffee
And read the News Feed page
I guess I’m just a victim
Of the information age

I don’t know how I’ll face life
If Facebook ever ends
Life would seem so empty
Without my Facebook friends


Steven Pein
7 October 2010
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A Knight in Shining Armor

A Knight in Shining Armor


Knights in shining armor
Don’t turn up when they should
And every day you wait for one
Is a day that’s lost for good

It’s time to pick your cards up
And play the hand you’re dealt
Find a way to overcome
How cheated you have felt

Sometimes on the road of life
Its twists and turns surprise
Each day is a gift from God
So open up your eyes

Hoping for a better life
Is not the way to go
Just walk along life’s twisted path
With faith God loves you so


Steven Pein
4 October 2010
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Suffering

There are so many people suffering from chronic depression. It saddens me that they don't seek the professional help they so desperately need, because modern medications and therapy techniques can free them from their depression. I wrote Suffering as a wake up call to anyone who feels trapped with no way out.

Suffering

She suffered through a lifetime

Filled with grief and pain

Darkness that could never find a light

She sought to make life bearable

Tried time and time again

But now her soul had lost the will to fight

All the years of sadness

Consumed her will to live

She couldn’t find a way to make things right

Exhausted from her struggles

With no strength left to give

She pondered other ways to face her plight

Running out of options

Wanting it to end

The suffering had reached so great a height

A bottle filled with sleeping pills
Was then her only friend
She ended all her suffering last night


Steven Pein
25 September 2010
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