The Global Labor Millionaire

I may be willing to work two hours in
exchange for an hour of your time,
but on the globals it may be that millions
will work an hour for a year of your time.

One such person came to our town with
her banked millions, a writer, ready
to spend. But here's the problem.
Most all our needs are met locally.

A roaming troubadour might sing for
supper, but a global labor millionaire
has already been paid in a currency
little needed down where life is lived.

She is a drifter trying to fill many small
cups. She has to roam the hinterlands
looking for those who will feed her.
A thin global cannot gobble the local.