CALM Publishing

DISAPPOINTED INHERITORS

 

Our valleys invited the storm

Saying we are parched

And the rains came

And lo’ God has spoke

Yet rest assured

That if the high and low pressure forces

Had not so conspired

It would have required

An act of Congress to tax exhalations

Based on an implanted device

First on cars and machines

Measuring emissions and such

And then to the animals

Who graze and are slaughtered for meat

Then to those who eat such meat

Since there are other viable

Sources of protein

So then the drought

And the veggies dry up

And there is no meat or cattle

They all gave up the chase

No farmers, they got out-voted

By the bums on the street

Who can’t manage their own destiny

Much less a ranch or business enterprize

So the congregation fled

Left the left for dead

            Became righteous and truthful

            Or so they thought

            But the gold had been sold

            Down a 100 trillion dollars of debt

            And the inheritors

            Are sore disappointed                                                          

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