How to prevent
A military autocracy?
All you need is a little
Fight your wars with shame and lies,
And watch: people throw up peace signs.
The paradox of patriotic suicide,
Is the elixir of democracy.
They've locked themselves in the garden,
Where they twist and turn and torment,
Drifting further from me.
Oh, how I wish I could dance with a daisy,
But they prefer the weeds.
I've been lost in the woods for quite some time now,
7 years, give or take.
I am all turned around:
I keep circling back, retracing my steps,
Finding and forgetting new landmarks.
I cannot seem to find the path.
I've changed maps,
At least three times,
But this one is still wrong.
What's this? An empty white paper.
Oh, I see,
This is the perfect map.
Feelin' like Japan in the early 1900s.
Oh how I long to be self sufficient!
Welcome to my hyper mercantilist,
My own little island. Just me.
But this isn't the new wave,
It's the ever present undercurrent.
Even there when you devastate me,
And force me into dependency.
The truth comes out with the stars,
And lingers in my dreams 'til daylight,
Then I scrub, scrub, scrub it
Off my mind
Like oil off my face.
If I had a nickel,
For every time I changed my mind,
Well, I don't know what I would do with
All those nickels,
But now I hate this poem, so
The silver screen makes it seem
Like Fido is the quintessential American dog name.
Fido, what a strong
And mysterious name.
But I have never met a real life Fido.
So what was the birth of Fido?
When was the death?
I should like to meet a Fido.
Please stop naming your pets Oreo.