In the midst of blazing heat
concrete bruises tender feet
as unwashed masses loudly bleat
cut off from the metered teat.
Stymied without constant flow
helpless sans that vibrant glow
grounded with nowhere to go—
snip that humming cord and grow!
Yes, it’s time to finally wean,
tap resources much more clean
forget the era of machine
kill this growing sloth obscene.
Are You Reading Me?
I need to read this a few more times...it sounds positive ! ...snip that humming cord and grow...I like that line. Now, get snipping!
ReplyDeleteDomo arigato, Mr. Roboto,
ReplyDeleteMata ah-oo hima de
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto,
Himitsu wo shiri tai
;)
My power was out the whole afternoon Saturday! :(
ReplyDeleteI love Styx.
I figured that out after I commented! When the power is out it forces us to think about how much we need it doesn't it?
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