I am keen on the idea of bridled capitalism rather than capitalism that runs its own course without steerage. Here is a poem I wrote trying to express this thought. The image of bridled capitalism assumes there is a rider (perhaps society) who is helping steer the horse where to go rather than the horse running unbridled throughout the streets and and/or the countryside.
Capitalism
A bridled horse preferred
To one without.
Coursing through time and space
To illuminate the thoughts of
Empires growing just
Across boundaries
And among them.
Rider, rider Where will we go?
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