Trimming The dead Weight.
Updated on January 12, 2010
Trimming The Dead Weight.
In order to restore Mother Earth.
to all of her former glory,
we must remove all of the
gluttonous minded people,
put them on an island
of little consequence,
and let them squeeze
each others needs
by their over indulgent idealogies,
once there they could
deplete all the coconuts,
sucking them up like
thier SUV's once sucked gas,
and befoul their only fresh water
with their landfills of trash,
and slowly perish by their
own greedy hands.
We've already landscaped
the White House,
removing all of the Bushes,
and their cronies,
monsters like
Dick (Lon)Cheney,
whose barren bumbling
has cost Mother Earth,
much of her beauty already,
her white hair at
her crown is falling
into the seas forever,
the fish are so full of mercury,
that they would make
good thermometer,
shoved up the
oval orifice cracks.
We must start
somewhere perhaps by
letting fossil fuels at long
last become fossils
let's try cornier ways
to get around a healthier world.
The republican'ts have
proven it, they can't
the demoncrats must quit stalling,
and come with passion for the earth,
compassion will perserve it.
The people who are common
must in uncommon valor,
rise up and demand removal
of all of the poisons
that are being generated
on generations to come.
Acid rain should once again be
rendered into a Hendrix song,
where children can dance
amidst wildflowers
in the mountains of
Canadian wilderness.
Carbon monoxide should
be carbon dated to the early
twenty-first century
where it became extinct.
The planet is dying,
while we all simply
stand at her bedside,
and bemoan her loss,
Recycle the plastic leaders,
not plastic litres,
the "cause is not collecting cans,"
rather "it's canning the collective causes."
but of course before we
all end up on a litter,
pick up the litter around you.
Conserve so that you
do not serve the cons
who are now in charge
of your paradise,
reduced to a pair-a-dice,
tossed at high risks
and coming up craps.
There is much
paperwork to be done,
don't just hug trees,
go out on a limb,
and demand changes
from your local leaders.
shake the bad apples out,
and soon enough
new growth will hide
the scars of apathy
that have marred
the world we love.
This is just step one
on the stairway to
a heavenly planet.
Let us climb joyously together.
O
©-MFB III