Tangled and mangled
Earth's once pliable green skeleton
Is now just twisted cold steel bones
Reflecting our chemically induced ego trip
Into the heaven's judging eyes
I am no mechanic but I do engineer
We cannot go on like this forever
Crippling muscle and thoughts ability to bend
Until we can do naught but fracture and break
Where is the drawn line?
Must have used chalk
Must have washed away in one of those bailout floods
Politicians always have a boat waiting for them
Smacking civilian heads as they paddle along
But their blind eyes will not be shown mercy
From the ravaging wild fire they started
Only those of us who can swim will be safe
May 12, 2012
May 12, 2012 at 12:34 PM UTC
Tangled and mangled
Earth's once pliable green skeleton
Is now just twisted cold steel bones
Reflecting our chemically induced ego trip
Into the heaven's judging eyes
I am no mechanic but I do engineer
We cannot go on like this forever
Crippling muscle and thoughts ability to bend
Until we can do naught but fracture and break
Where is the drawn line?
Must have used chalk
Must have washed away in one of those bailout floods
Politicians always have a boat waiting for them
Smacking civilian heads as they paddle along
But their blind eyes will not be shown mercy
From the ravaging wild fire they started
Only those of us who can swim will be safe
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