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listened to the moaners, to bellyaches

by Keith D Allison

Have you heard them cry
gas is too high
soon they say, there will be no food
in the grocery stores, because you know why
so I'll sit here with a shotgun
and watch my tomatoes grow
 
The self sufficient
where have they gone
you drive out in the country
the gardens are all gone
the grain farmers they don't raise livestock
besides most places won't let you butcher your own cow
 
Will the politicians and those with money
they wheel and deal, they make the laws
and they'll twist the truth and make the sheep believe
those with power and guns, they'll make you bleed
 
If you need a crying towel
you can buy it from China, cause they don't make things US no more
well, I don't have to worry
as I have a shotgun, my  time is getting short, anyhow
I know how to raise chicken and I have butchered a cow or a rabbit or two
I know how to live free from the grid, how about you
 
And if you wonder why your mass transit so poor
just ask GM, don't you remember
they bought up all of the trolley car
back in the 50s
and the sheep wonder why
 
So go screaming to big brother
he help you bleed
Oh yes he will

04/27/2008

Posted on 04/27/2008
Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 04/27/08 at 11:37 PM

Hi Keith. Different side of you here, and I cheer you on! Great. Thanks.

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 05/01/08 at 11:54 PM

Aint it the truth...CharMin

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