Wag Chins, Flap Gums
Welcome to My Domain ~ Philip Brent Harris
Well, they all do make really valid points,
Though their topic of discussion is unclear.
If we all sit down and smoke several joints;
We will then believe we’ve nothing to fear.
How do we deal with overdose information,
Religion, drugs, sex, TV, or move a mouse?
Whatever, we succumb, labor or recreation,
King, queen of our castle, inside our house.
The pipes are leaking, and now a black out.
Tires bald, mileage three times rolled over.
You would throw up your hands and shout;
No food, nor energy, just too much bother.
Who’s the target of your anger; you can tell?
The neighbor whose windows all have glass.
If only one of your autos would finally sell;
No takers, the world’s long since out of gas.
People in walled compounds don’t need you.
Roads broken, could not walk there in a year.
Anyway, you might just be meat in their stew;
Believe me, they would not even shed a tear.
I’d scream, wake up, but you’re not dreaming.
Despair, this is not simply a scary nightmare.
Despite all your ambition and your scheming
It’s doubtful you’ll ever be anywhere but here.
Still, they all do make some really valid points,
About ships, sealing wax, cabbages and kings.
While we hide or hang out in our usual haunts;
Wag chins and flap gums, talk of many things.
VOTE, November 3, 2020!
Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment
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