(an original poem, inspired by this thread
)
A Vision
i stand in a barren wasteland,
in the heat of desert noon,
on a hill overlooking a vast salt flat
that extends out in all directions
as far as the eye can see
as far as I can see
are millions and millions of people,
all kinds of people,
men, women, children,
black, white, yellow, red,
all are naked,
and all are bent over
with their tiny little heads
stuck in the ground
and their shinnly little butts
stuck up in the air
on each back is stenciled in blood
a single word
"greed", "ignorance",
"arrogance," "avarice",
"stupidity", "stubborness",
"blindness", "calousness",
"mindlessness", "naivete"
"denial"
these are the ones i can read
from where i stand
each of them struggles as they crouch there
trying to free themselves of the sand's crystalline grip,
and the more they struggle the more they stretch their necks
until most find themselves standing,
bent over at the waist,
with their legs straight,
their heads still stuck in the ground,
and their fannies taut under the silent, scorching sun
i am startled by a girlish giggle that comes
from somewhere behind me
i turn around to find Mother Nature
standing there, a vision of loveliness,
in flowing, silken robes
of every imaginable color,
a wreath of fragrant flowers adorns her head,
a bluebird sits on her shoulder
"stand aside", she says as she slowly parts her robes
exposing a giant, barbed-wire dildo strapped to her loins
"stand aside and watch", she says,
"now it's my turn"
Buhdman, out
[ 06-27-2001: Message edited by: buhdman ]
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