INTELLECTUAL PROSTITUTION
Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
Long have I
worked within the walls of academe
And placed
my foot as well in communities’ domiciles
One part of
me cloistered in contemplative works
Another
dipped in social activism to uplift the folks
Within we
call those mercenary teachers and all
Whose
independent mind is drowned in tanks of funds
By the
title of this humble poem to naught
Not solely
whore but ‘intellectual’ prostitute of yore
Such
mercenaries bond to oligarchs besides
For whom
they chalice their souls for money’s might
To say that
they’d their heart commit to sure solution
Of poverty
hunger inequity and social maladies
Is only as
good as how much pay they’d melee
Great
bounty hunters these biz cronies are
Track down huge
hoards of funds to fatten purse
As do they
fatten oligarchs’ own backyards & bins
With
multiplying monies bury a whole city
Sure as the
sun goes up the intellectual prostitutes
Will don
the brows of bureaucrats as zestly stooge
Their
mouths to festoon oligarchs with platitudes
While
paupers grow the more and rot to die
[Philippines
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