The Axis

Legal fictions have wrested control of the way

that nature’s resources are managed today.

Corporations are able to just close their books,

cut their losses and, like a trout, spit out the hook.

When our own ecosystem is out of whack, skewed,

it affects everyone and its us that get screwed.

We’d do well to remember technology knows

who can pay for protection from poisonous blows

t’this earth that we’re stuck on, have all got to share.

But things won’t likely change, why should anyone care?

We’re told “Give it all up”

and “Give business your vote”,

“The earth’s already lost, we’ve no basis for hope”.

Urged to share in the guilt (since I’m human no less

than the folks who set policy, feather their nests

with the quarterly spoils of the officers’ acts,)

the spoilage, waste: legacy put to the axe.

They say if our ancestors then had the means,

that by now we’d have nothing, so why should I scream

if a person who’s worked and slaved all of their life

wants to use our great system to endow his wife,

nieces, nephews, kids, cat, or whomever he’d choose?

It’s his dough and it’s, therefore,

not right if he’d lose

a chance to advance, surf the capital wave.

He’s the one, after all, who worked hard so’s to save.

Western culture is founded on exploitive acts.

It occurs to the cops, then, we’re Commies. In fact

we are loyal Americans. Conditions change.

If the system’s results appear to be deranged,

insidious evil resulting therefrom,

anyone who perceives that’s got not to be dumb.

Emerson said consistency’s clung to by nerds.

Look around, are the prospect’s too scary for words?

Legal fictions have wrested control of the way

that nature’s resources are managed today.

Corporations are able to just close their books,

cut their losses and, like a trout, spit out the hook.

But when laws were made limiting losses to ventures

account was not taken of future debentures

t’resources seen, then, as unlimited, free.

Plus at that time there wasn’t the technology

to exploit the Earth’s wealth upon such a vast scale.

It’s now time to change laws, and send wasters to jail.

They say “Give it up, bud, and just join in the flow

’cause it’s gone too far, we can’t save anything now.”

And the dream is still haunting me with every breath.

Because help must arise from inside of myself.

There’s no way to decide where to turn for relief,

what the mind will construct as a mode of belief.

And the turning, rotating about one’s own throat

precedes in the mode of a gyroscope

axis leaning, when pushed perpendicularly;

resisting all force, inexorably.

(Copyright 1990:  J. Risdon)

BRAT’S LAMENT

(Snap fingers like Bobby Darin)

Gotta have our jobs

gotta have our SAABs

gotta pay the bills

(gotta scalp the hills)

gotta get more toys

for the girls and boys

gotta raise the fee

and the GNP….

…..gotta stamp out filth

gotta buy some milk…

got enough for all

gotta have a ball

an’ surely there’s no dearth

of good things in the earth.

It, sure, can’t happen here.

We have naught to fear.

We’ll never see the day

when everyone will pray

We’ll never see the day

when everyone will pray

We’ll never see the day

when everyone will pray

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Don’t die mother earth, Don’t die mommy

Don’t die mother earth, Don’t die mommy

Don’t die mother earth, Don’t die mommy

Don’t die mother earth, Don’t die mommy

Don’t die mother earth, Don’t die mommy

Duh-Don’t die mother earth, Don’t die mommy

Don’t die-e-e-e mother earth, Don’t die-e-e mommy

Don’t die-e-e-e muh-uh-uh-other ear-r-rth,

Do-o-o-on’t die mah-h-h-h-my!

(Copyright  J. Risdon)

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