OK, so in the spirit adding some variety to The Strangelands, I thought I would throw something out here as well. I actually started writing something else that I thought I would post--something freshly composed for the site, but I can't seem to find the motivation to finish it. I wrote this a while back, but I figure it will get the job done.
I read something by Vonnegut once saying
he never intended to live to see
when the most powerful men
in the country
would be named Bush, Dick and Colin.
And it brought to mind things stolen
and the hole in
and all the wrongs in
but there's a bright side: it's that we
have cheap gas now,
at least that's what I heard someone say.
Cheap gas? But it's still over two bucks a gallon.
When did that become acceptable?
I remember when a buck eighty-nine was high
and we would fly
off the handle at even the thought
of shelling out that much at the corner Shell pump.
But prices went up, and nobody told my income
to do the same.
Prices went up, and soldiers went over.
Where? To seek revenge in Afghanistan
against those who attacked our land?
To Iraq? Why?
Why are you asking me?
Can't you see
that my middle name starts with a G,
not a W?
Oh, if only you
could make him give us a true answer.
And you? If you saw him what would you say?
Why, I would cry out to him:
Georgie, Georgie, puddin' pie
Took an oath, but told a lie
He sends our guns all out to play
And asks, "Who's next on the list today?"