And the Land Shall Be Made Good Again: a poem

In the beginning
There was the land,
And the land was good
And the people were happy.

Soon upon the land
Came the moneychangers
In the guise of builders
Of the community.

And the moneychangers said
Behold, the covenants, conditions and restrictions
Were sacred and holy works,
And the people shall flourish and prosper.

Read the complete poem here.