Bora born

Just before midnight _

What say you mister minuteman
is it in your bony hand to
press buttons to delete your face
with no thought for the human race.

The more primitive humans get
more chains of greed surround their necks.
They LAW it up to make you fright
state run murder just don't sound right.

Climate change another matter
peaceniks strive to save the planet.
Perhaps it's time to hear her say
why fossils sign, she rules the day.

Extinction knows no exceptions
she saves herself when she's threatened.
Canute tried to bend her motion
righteous pride won't hold back oceans.

Twiddle dee loves twiddle dum, such
is life where idle thought comes from.
Beliefs so beggared in real time
rational thought you would think a crime.

Facts aren't made to fit to order
heart beliefs should have no borders.
Make them flexible if you can
discern, let go your master plan.



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©  13th dec 2013 _ Nhawrr yirrpa


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