this economy

this economy,
apparently created by masterminds of humanity,
lacks something.
inclusion.

why bother having a system,
why build the roads and vehicles to success,
why process the fuels and the satellite dish-delivered stations
the lunchbox holders and the coffee cup containers
the garbage bag handles
and collections of ashtrays next to children’s seats,
why design an entire network of cars
to get from poverty to wealth
without asking the passengers about their needs?

this economy,
apparently drafted out of the knowledge of generations,
fails somewhere,
here.

why build the docks where shipbuilders proliferate,
where the ignorant of fishermen may try their luck at marine life,
where the hammers and nails are imported and the
colossal structures unite the deep of the water and the depths of the sky
where sails and engines and turbines and all those little
microeconomic tweaks that get things going efficiently are constructed,
where cargo cranes diminish our notions of
what can be moved from those eastern seas to the west,
and of what consumer needs we actually have,
without noticing the crafts left stranded by the tide?

this economy,
apparently the summation of historical evidence to the contrary,
disappoints me,
sadly.