Save us Barack
And our blessed manufacturing
Of six cylindered fuel efficiency
All the horsepower at half the cost to the greenery
We see from our windows speeding by
Save us Henry Ford from the work of our hands
From working for the joy of it and the burden
Of having to love what we make and making things lovingly
Save us you gold standard, you parity of purchasing power
You favorable ratio of imports and exports
Save us you dead presidents and statesmen
Save us and our economy of spending
What isn't ours on things we make the world need.
We have cluttered our nest
With twine stolen from other birds
The red from a crow
The blue from a meadowlark
The white from a thrush
We have built ourselves the grandest love nest
And we shove our eggs over the ledge
Oh Hunter come and save us,
Fowler, Falconer come and flush us out
Logger and Timberman save us,
Destroy our comfortable rotting snag of a house
Our whitewashed house filled with the ghosts
Of Bosnia, Panama, Vietnam
Save us Christ save us
Even if it takes our destruction
Save us from our lying hands
Constructing falsehoods
Creating nothing but
Better credit to sacrifice
On the altar of consumption.
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love,
luke
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Little did i know my aimless clicking around facebook would lead me to read such wisdom. wow.
-tori batey
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