"custodians" poems - Hello Poetry

Behind the building, a one hundred percent green certified building an amazing feat of engineering-science-forward thinking fabulously energy efficient cutting edge building sit solar panels in the sweltering heat, extra heat from the toxic clouds in the sky which now envelop the Earth There, under the panels sit a small band of sheep, who represent the last little bit of progressive wonderfulness visionary design and research based and proven and the future because they eat the grass and there is no need to use toxic fume producing loud unnatural unsustainable lawn mower But the grass is long dead. It is just white and yellow and there are lambs baby sheep who sit and pant underneath the sustainable solar panels without a decent meal in sight. Only stalks and yellow deadness I suggest vitamins or supplements after all there is no grass, only grass out that is watered sustainably and is carefully fenced off from the living sheep underneath the dead panels behind the dead building. Outrage from the forward thinking cutting edge Wi-Fi custodians of the cement and metal building and panels, panels that emit a high pitched hum from a hot metal box and regulate the CO2 in each room automatically The sheep are there to eat the grass if you feed them, even to make them healthier so that they may get up out of their hot suffering and eat some stalks in addition to a little bit of supplemental feed they will not eat the dead grass, and they are there to eat the grass they are not there to be comfortable or healthy they are just sheep But sheep are only living non human feeling beings and not part of the forward thinking cutting edge metal and cement technology that is worth a lot of money and was written up in the paper and got the custodians attention and recognition. And they are just suffering, hot, miserable animals and despite all of our technology, Mars landing solar panels to electricity advance thinking technological wonders our compassion and empathy remain tight and selfish and the dead things, not the living ones, are what we value

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Aug 9, 2012

Aug 9, 2012 at 9:43 PM UTC

zulu-samperfas

A Sheep's Work Ethic

Behind the building, a one hundred percent green certified building an amazing feat of engineering-science-forward thinking fabulously energy efficient cutting edge building sit solar panels in the sweltering heat, extra heat from the toxic clouds in the sky which now envelop the Earth There, under the panels sit a small band of sheep, who represent the last little bit of progressive wonderfulness visionary design and research based and proven and the future because they eat the grass and there is no need to use toxic fume producing loud unnatural unsustainable lawn mower But the grass is long dead. It is just white and yellow and there are lambs baby sheep who sit and pant underneath the sustainable solar panels without a decent meal in sight. Only stalks and yellow deadness I suggest vitamins or supplements after all there is no grass, only grass out that is watered sustainably and is carefully fenced off from the living sheep underneath the dead panels behind the dead building. Outrage from the forward thinking cutting edge Wi-Fi custodians of the cement and metal building and panels, panels that emit a high pitched hum from a hot metal box and regulate the CO2 in each room automatically The sheep are there to eat the grass if you feed them, even to make them healthier so that they may get up out of their hot suffering and eat some stalks in addition to a little bit of supplemental feed they will not eat the dead grass, and they are there to eat the grass they are not there to be comfortable or healthy they are just sheep But sheep are only living non human feeling beings and not part of the forward thinking cutting edge metal and cement technology that is worth a lot of money and was written up in the paper and got the custodians attention and recognition. And they are just suffering, hot, miserable animals and despite all of our technology, Mars landing solar panels to electricity advance thinking technological wonders our compassion and empathy remain tight and selfish and the dead things, not the living ones, are what we value