Let Their Children's Children Decide

Enjoy Your Inheritance...

let your children's children's children decide who was now right or dead wrong -

should they ever be born and learn to read, should they even grow up

ask them what it is like in the land that we carved up from coast to rich coast

get their opinion on our furiously confusing petroleum-powered lifestyle

poll them about what we did when all the fish were gone or poisoned

listen to what they say of the animals they know of only in books and zoos

discuss with them the agricultural contamination they congenitally inherited

talk about toxic landfills also filled with half eaten foods and tons of recyclables

question them over paying off your credit card by refinancing your home

prompt them about ignoring the increasingly hot, dry and windy weather

feel them out about the green revolution and the value of large human numbers

probe them concerning their legacy from the turn of the 21st Century

listen to their bewilderment regarding our runaway military spending

ask them which are the lands of the free and where the brave actually lived

have them detail consumerism's contribution to our legacy for humanity

have them name one media event that millions of you sat haplessly glued to every week

get them to list out the issues we knew and ignored which now plague them every day

let them judge us only on our actions, should they suspect our motives

determine if they find us quaint but levelheaded or foolish and short-sighted

find out if they still emphasize expensive form over boring substance

ask them about the wisdom of our nationalistic intolerance

get their opinion about the cheap fast foods that we grazed upon into a proud obesity

poll them about our exterminating the smiling chimps and the quiet orangs

listen to what they say about the birds they can only hear now in old recordings

discuss with them the toxic runoff our pavements dumped into their channelized rivers

talk about the plastic litter we casually tossed that they still find everywhere they go

question them over the wisdom of leasing a new gas-guzzler every second year

prompt them about ignoring the heavy metals & coal-fired mercury in a mother seals milk

feel them out about our policy of righteous and reactionary, preemptive exceptionism

probe their feelings about what we did for so long to the cows, pigs and chickens

listen to their questions about how corporations took over the government

ask them to name the countries that they can actually admire from our times

get them to list all the ways our political religious right has blessed their lives

have them name a scientist and one corporate leader that lived among us

have them list out the benefits of an ever-increasing world population

let them judge us by our legacies should they have forgotten our empty rhetoric

determine if they still feel that abortion really is an overriding and very public issue

find out if they think we left them a chance to have at least what we had

ask them what those we called conservatives actually preserved for them

get their opinion on the affects of global aquaculture methodology

poll them about the brains of cetaceans and our killing them in the name of canned tuna

listen to what they have experienced with regard to the climate change we scoffed so hard

discuss with them the state of the lands left to them by our conglomerate farming

talk to them about the wisdom of subsidizing the export of our manufacturing

question them on the enduring vision of real estate salesmen and land developers

prompt them about the consequences of ignoring where your food is coming from

feel them out regarding what decisions god should make in a proper government

probe their feelings about which creatures actually possess real souls

listen to their questions about the ratio of paid lobbyists to politicians

ask them why we always spent more on dEfense than all the others put together

get them to list all the benefits of putting a plastic flag decal on an imported car

have them name some old multinationals that inspire their admiration

have them list out the benefits of corporate medicine over family doctors

maybe they can judge our actions not on what remains but by our perceived benefits

determine if they feel that we just stood by as millions died of non-profitable diseases

find out what they hold in honor and see if we used it in our marketing

let any surviving children decide and whoever writes the history be our judges

for we are not about to be stopped in this, our own righteous pursuit of individual happiness

Dear Leaders - Speak For Yourselves

Quit just reading off the video monitor for once and listen to yourself

Dump the prepared text that you did not write and don’t understand

Stop parroting memorized answers to scripted softball questions

Speak for yourselves, you flashy little charlatan’s puppets

Get off of the message they have paid your handlers to have you preach

Quit letting them use information for power and control through your office

Stop with the phony excuses about not commenting on ongoing investigations

Write your own fracking speeches or don’t bother speaking at all

Fire your pathetic spokesman and answer some real questions yourself

Stop endlessly babbling the sound bites made up by contract sloganeers

Don’t quote the drivel they made up for your appointees as if it were gospel

After every speech at least give credit and thanks to the writer, by name

Stop starring in marketeers campaigns aimed at firming up the poll numbers

Quit letting them plant leaks that they then tell you to neither confirm nor deny

Don’t remain deliberately ignorant in order to innocently spread disinformation

Answer some real questions without the aid of a teleprompter

Enough of starring as a fictional character just to disseminate their propaganda

Give up the preaching tones that helped you overcome substance abuse

Be able to understand it, pronounce it and spell it or simply don’t say it

Don’t take more phony applause for stirring phrases you did not make up

Quit talking like you know these people you just met five minutes ago

Stop memorizing those lists of slogans, homilies and catch phrases

Enough of winking out watchwords and code talk on queue

Drop the mealy-mouthed intonation that ‘God Bless America’ completely

Step out from behind the image they push of you to make the poll numbers

Speak for yourself to real reporters in unstaged press conferences

Don’t think that staying on message somehow turns bullshit turn into truth

Quit sounding so stupid just because that was the way they explained it to you

Stop going before controlled audiences who cheer and wave upon queue

Take time out from talking with jesus to come up with a speech of your own

Quit letting them make you up, pick out your tie and warm up the crowd

Speak for yourself to the people instead of to the camera for your sponsors

Consecrated Religious Nonsense

I do not spring from biblical ashes and I will not fly up to be with some 34 virgins

No god of man has created me and all your books are but outdated fairy tales

The necessary faith you replace with dogma serves only to assuage your fears

I do not worry that my death is permanent and that not a trace of me remains

Your pabulum cannot nourish me with its artificial and phantasmal ingredients

You talk with your personal savior but I cannot hear the voices in your head

You take power by perverting whatever wisdom your dusty prophets left behind

Your vengeful, jealous, wrathful witchcraft cannot harm me if I will not believe

I must simply and politely say all your organized religions morph into forms of control

I do not descend from the incestuous bonds of the offspring of Adam and Eve

Jesus and Mohammed gained fame from martyrdom and early death like rock stars

Wily con men have since drained money and power from their fame for centuries

Employees of the catholic church are forced to wisdom via unnatural practices

What churlish god decrees that men grow beards and women cover up their faces

Explain to children why a god’s name is inscribed upon your nuclear weapons

Such gods would smile and send me straight to hell from their so-called heavens

What twisted father would send his faithful son off strapped up with explosives

What sick and vain faith holds human life as sacred but decrees that animals have no souls

What is the message when the competing one true faiths battle for control

You ought to be taxed heavily and have your toxic franchise emissions regulated

Your founders told wondrous stories now twisted by the clergy for its selfish needs

You prey upon the ignorant, poor and fearful, greedily co-opting their honest need to faith

Your calls to Jihad in god’s holy name would earn you hell, if only it existed

The dusty books and embellished translations are tried and true sales tools

Why does your god demand subjects live like pigs but build him wondrous temples

Acceptance of any literalist religious dogma is a sad and pathetic copping out

It must be fine to explain one’s thoughts and fears with extensible make believe

How convenient it is to invoke god’s mysterious will to quiet and to rationalize

What a brilliant stroke to let god’s self-appointed representatives also govern

How hypocritical to teach that god is love while spreading hatred of the infidels

Faith based on revealed truth is moral, ethical and intellectual cowardice

May the scowling mullahs dark broodings be lost forever to the background noise

Billions of personal saviors prattle endlessly trying to hide the onrushing void

You hold up as the very devil other faiths with objectives identical to your own

You ought to be tried for fraud, negligence and crimes against humanity

All of your grand temples should be turned into useful schools and hospitals

You perversely co-opt our need of faith into a means to gain power and control

No god speaks through you and the authority you grant yourself through ‘Him’ is bogus

Your interpretations of the actions of your fantasy characters are comical at best

Omnipotent gods balancing our sins and virtues are really quite amusing concepts

There is nothing behind your pomp and smoke or your ceremony and circumstance

That different true gods set us upon each other means we have all gotten it very wrong

You immerse yourselves in the minutiae of your make-believe to hide from real issues

The multi-generational delusion is quite seamless, but only when viewed from the inside

You speak in musty dialects that we might more easily accept divine ventriloquism

You have built competing empires off human fears and insecurity of the unknown

All your writings and monuments will disappear in less than one geologic epoch

By what right do you dangle so-called truth, revealed to others as bait for your prey

Let us strip them, shave their heads and toss them all together to see they are all the same

Make them read legal disclaimers as any normal pitchman must

Have them print the dangerous side-effects and unwanted symptoms they produce

Teach the children their flaws and fallacies as well as of their value propositions

Let them have their gods strike me dead and prove that ‘He’ has done it

Teach the dangers of blind faith in politics and religion in equal measure

Force the self-appointed spokesmen into endless debates among themselves

Grant them that god exists but make them prove that he has a ‘Word’

Rate them like mutual funds, rank them by their assets and absurdity of beliefs

Combat them with comedy and satire, reason, logic and broad education

Question their authority, make plain their assumptions and criticize their dogma

I ask them merely to explain events in a way that makes any real sense today

Let Us So Virtuously Abide

and so my dear brothers let us go forth to pollute and to destroy

let us slash and let us burn, let us shop and let us drive giant vehicles all alone

let us consume without care for time everlasting, amen

let us worry not for tomorrow nor for any affairs of the future

yes, my dear brothers let us despoil, let us ruin

let us propagate our own and teach them our ways

and woe unto him who would speak a word to oppose us

verily, my dear brothers, the One True God we have created remains upon our side

let us use him to retain a strict certitude in all of our decisions

go forth my brothers, may you remain ever righteous and angry

and see only what you will in just the way you wish to see it

let us despoil and waste and remain blissfully unaware

let us ignore and rationalize, cast blind eyes and turn deaf ears

let us have no regrets and fear no retribution

let us sow wide aspersions and offend quickly at the smallest slight

let us take dominion over the plants and the animals, the water and the air

let us foul and move on, defile and leave, waste and cynically smirk

let us take our jet skis upon the water, our ATVs over the land,

our snowmobiles on the snow and our SUVs upon the highways

let us call upon the strength and morality

of the forefathers we do not know

let us extol the glories and seek guidance from

the history that we have no need to study

let us contend that our self-centered actions are necessary

for those future generations whose potentials we daily shrink

let us extol our virtues and beat upon our chests

let us trumpet those same self-evidences time and time again

let us be kind to the foreigners though they be simple and abide in darkness

remembering always that we only obey the higher authority we have created

let us reach out our hands for subsidies and dole out expensive favors

while reminding the less fortunate of their personal responsibilities

let us slickly repackage issues into sound bites using clever slogans

but demand concrete certitude of scientists before taking any action

oh, yes, my dear brothers let us recite these catechisms as one

yes, and those who are not with us are most surely our enemies

let us ape and let us parrot, let us not see lest we shame

let us take for ourselves and preach to others of the Golden Rule

If That Next War Also Cannot Be Avoided

if the next war simply cannot be avoided

then, indeed it has been well marketed and sold

if the people will not accept a war

then it must have been wisely circumvented

if the allies do not support a war

then its packaging must be slicker for those in the homeland

if the enemy continues its hostile non-aggression

preemptive defensive strikes may just set things right

if the causes of a war do not really effect the peoples lives

doctored versions of the truth might just suffice

if the young rush like violent lemmings for a chance to kill and die

they are deemed valiant, patriotic and wise before their time

if the youth should question decisions that risk their very lives

they are but callow and foolish cowards, lacking in maturity

if the war is conducted from the air and enemies die in these video games

the people will not escape crude violence in their very homes

if the country is in a time of only sluggish growth

history shows that wars breathe new life into business and commerce

if the government faces vexing issues on the domestic front

ginning up external enemies might just freeze the opposition for a while

if a people swallow all their news spun into sound bites mouthed cleverly by spin doctors

they can be spared the horror of uncertainty and the even worse pain of thinking

if a war can be packaged slickly by smooth spokesmen in the homeland

those in charge can conduct a clean and corporate-like campaign

if a war comes to pass and security becomes an issue

the people can be lied to and spied upon in secret without a second thought

if the war machine demands it

resources from all places sacred and profane must be laid down before it

if the soldiers come home crippled and unable to adjust

they may be warehoused and hidden until they are forgotten

if we attack a place a third of our people cannot find upon a map

then have we, just perhaps, grown lazy, careless, stupid and quite foolish

if God directs us to spend staggering sums against some faceless enemy

it becomes easier to stand by while millions die quietly of neglected diseases

if a war requires well-planned military as well as marketing campaigns

certainly any given opponent can be demonized as a group of child-eating heathens

if those who kill from far above by pushing buttons are hailed as heroes

maybe we should ask - To what end our sanity has been forsaken?

if a suicidal enemy strikes without an army at quietly sleeping people

perhaps it's time to actually look for the source of this evil

if events on the ground do not follow the script we have set have set so boldly forth

we can continue with our own parts and the audience may not know, for a while

if the press should immorally dwell upon the killing, maiming and destruction

we can fabricate our own dispatches and pay to have them printed

if it is said that a war can be paid for with the resources of the conquered land

it is easy to ignore all the other enemies who possess nothing that we need

if we can make up a policy to hide the dead and obscure the grisly details

it will make it easier to call for sharp increases to already unimaginable defense funding

if we frame the debate as strong heroes against backsliding cowards

domestic opposition will be reduced to the stuttering of the marginalized

if we continuously label a universally deplored invasion as a great liberation

all of our propaganda will echo with freedom’s brave, true ring

if we consistently forge a non-existent link between our goals and terrorism

the polls will indicate their rising acceptance of our works of political fiction

if our campaign is ill-conceived, poorly-executed and bogs us down in civil war

to surrender would betray the honor of all of those we have foolishly sacrificed so far...

Bleeding Heart Coward

I changed my opinion on another important issue again, not too very long ago

I think I might be a gutless wonder who would have us blindly cut and run

Flag burning does not upset me as much as I know in my heart that it should

For some shameful reason, gay marriage does not loom large on my radar

I eat a lot of vegetables and fruit so I probably don’t think quite straight

Sipping green tea instead of Big Gulps has destroyed my masculinity

My hybrid seems real quiet and I don’t even want a hotrod muffler to crank it up

I never even thought of not paying off my credit card bill on time every month

The mere noise of our putative progress perturbs my squishy thinking

I don’t even own a single gasoline-powered form of so-called outdoor recreation

I admit I waste my time, space and energy trying to help out - by foolishly recycling

I really haven’t searched much, at all, for my very own personal Savior to accept

I want people to be nicer to the cows and pigs, but abortion does not inspire me

I foolishly spend more on food marked organic, whatever that word might mean

I suffer from these fantasies about slashing money from our dEfense budget

It even seems to me a tiny hatchback carries groceries more easily than a giant pickup

I often find it difficult to stand by old decisions when I am faced with newer facts

I just can’t escape the delusion that I really don’t have any choice in healthcare

I don’t celebrate my freedom by blowing up things built just to make a lot of bright noise

I, too, interpret my resigned silence as a sign of contemptibly weak and passive acceptance

I often must suspend belief and cannot make a decision due to lack of certainty

I am too frightened to go and kill civilians or be killed by invisible terrorists

Sometimes I get wishy-washy and confused over which one true god is on whose side

I am more concerned with clean air and water than the ten commandments

My thinking has grown fuzzy from considering too many facts and opinions

I guess I really cannot do the math because I can’t ignore so many variables

The pointless carnage makes me ill but still, I’d like for us to see the dead from both sides

I am willing to give them birth control rather than building outsourced prisons

I’m not fat or hypertensive and maybe that’s why I don’t hate the heathens

I don’t happen to believe that a sustainable lifestyle is a threat to my testosterone level

I often try to get out of the way of other drivers who seem to be in a real hurry

I am happy to put the old and/or discontinued back into useful service

I flip-flop among relativistic versions of the everlasting truth

I whimper with trepidation that my beliefs are not handed down from their heaven

I am afraid to chainsaw the remaining forests and drain off all the unproductive wetlands

I often waste time fretting foolishly about overpopulation and habitat destruction

I fear the smart bullets of the men with laser helmets and heavy combat boots

I’m not sure why, but I think I might have reason to worry over my loss of privacy

Quite often I prefer lentil or pea soup to tortured factory beef

I find it difficult to take on evangelical conviction and hard to believe official policy

NASCAR, pro football and Harleys are not among my entertainment favorites

I do not celebrate my newest leased car with overpriced drinks and dinner

I admit that I think it’s just wrong to spend more on weapons than all the other lands combined

I’m not looking for a place in any cemetery much less the honor of Arlington

Suits and ties and project plans and corporate policies seem vainly-artificial to me

I’m frightened of drilling out what oil remains before finding any alternative

I’m too timid and bleeding heart for this Shock&Awe business of preemptive dEfense

Non-point pollution sources like huge parking lots are among the silly concerns of mine

I just don’t see those great new jobs replacing all the off-shored for bonuses positions

I wonder about kids who do not learn, yet do not have time to be children

I wish I, too, could let go of the boreal toads, spotted owls and snail darters

I take little pride in our military strength and do not wish to be the world’s sheriff

I admire dedicated nurses and firefighters but lack trust for greedy developers and lobbyists

I have a recurring vision of an oncoming dark age, should we even survive our merry way there

I lack the stomach for dropping laser-guided bombs on targets I only see on a touchscreen

I am a coward but I would grab a torch and pitchfork to help hang the lawyers

I am against twisting and silencing science to suit a profit-driven, donor industry agenda

My regime would not encourage gambling, subsidize tobacco or promote guzzling gasoline

Foolishly, I worry more about our methods and effects than grabbing all I can, as fast as I can

Timidly from beneath a rock I squeak weakly at the thunderous passing herd

They laugh at me from their SUVs in my beat up old japanese economy car

The clerks shake their heads in disbelief as we reuse tattered grocery bags

I am afraid to refinance my credit card with the vaporous equity from my home

As they say, my squishy agenda has little benefit but costs lots of jobs and far too much money

The trucks downshift noisily and blow smoke as they sneeringly blow by me on my bicycle

Whole families laugh when they make the waves that rock our small canoes

Sadly, it makes no sense to me to drive a 3 ton diesel over to the mall

A small shrill inner voice keeps telling me that Ethanol won’t really help us at all

I selfishly fear for my own rights as we deal with those unlawful combatants

Shortsightedly, I detest abandoned mining sites that resemble old war zones

I catch myself chuckling over this whole Traditional Family Values ad campaign

Why, I even waste time fretting over disappearing frogs and the loss of our songbirds

I foolishly ask what will Jesus say when we leave behind only debts and destruction

They brush me back with their cars as I wimpily walk alongside their roads

I suffer a delusion that agricultural conglomerates are really not our good stewards

They pity us for cashing in those coupons and then cooking meals at home

I whisper that free enterprise need not just reduce to a greed-centric Social Darwinism

I squeak that human numbers far exceed capacity and will soon be corrected naturally

I fear that I would lose my mind should I entrust my soul to Jesus

I waste time poring over maps and considering faroff places that I may never visit

Marketeers despise us and quickly write us off in front of their esteemed investors

I have foolishly determined not to pay a penny to any oily funeral home director

I talk about my economic better’s behind their backs because they do not look me in the eye

Alas, those repeatedly manicured, watered, fertilized & poisoned lawns seem a silly waste of time

I shamefully admit I prefer a short walk rather than a long ride on a noisy ATV

I waste time taking a deep breath with my eyes closed, listening to the gentle rain

I would need powerful drugs to make cookie-cutter convenience stores look like progress

My sandals look weak and stupid but they keep my feet cool & healthy in the summer

I do not share the hate and fear of those whose lands my fellow citizens cannot even find on a map

Sadly, I won’t be charging a facelift, getting botoxed or painting over all my gray

Salads and cereals fill my timid stomach just as well as tubed hamburg and hydrolyzed chips

I suffer a delusion that animals have as many rights and as much soul as, we the people

We remain at home on weekends as others grimly pursue their angry wreckreation

I wander the roadless lands that they contend are inaccessible and non-productive

We are the despised deadbeats who pay off their credit cards every month

Timidly, I second-guess the policies I quietly did not support in the first place

My whispered mention of the single payer healthcare system is derided in their scripted debates

The evocative cry of a wild loon means more to me than some wack cell ringtone

Our reality shows involve nature and science and not witless attention seekers

I waste time making my own bread instead of drinking their soul-free corporate beer

Laughably, I even lament the noise of our progress that forces us to all this shouting

Unbelievably, I would actually take the time and effort to bring back the stars in the night sky

Though quite properly ignored, I suggest that our 2 party system is not constitutionally enshrined

They quickly warn of jobs and money when I mention the mercury in all of our waters & kid’s brains

Childishly I pray for a certain morality to somehow infuse the enshrined greed that drives us

I even support global treaties on chemical warfare, land mines and kid’s rights that we rejected

I am a yellow quitter who never supported our pre-emptive defensive war of liberation

My half-baked ideals blind me to man’s real nature and would put good families at grave risk

I quietly mention a flat tax on emissions to the terrible scorn of tougher citizens

I actually care what my direct ancestors, the Europeans, think of us - Now isn’t that a joke

Softly, and in Spanish, I say to them you should learn to speak English if you live in this country
So you see, as a true bleeding heart coward, I conspire to a squishy & expensive socialist agenda

Breaking Ground Most Toxically

Breaking ground, creating jobs and making progress towards self-destruction

Clawing the face right off of the earth even though it has always nurtured and sustained us

Improving farmlands and meadows with apartments and convenience stores

Moving society nobly forward with bulldozers, graders and excavators

Buy out, build fast and cheap, sell them off quickly, then go do it somewhere else

Breaking ground, this phrase makes so much sense through and through

Shrubs and grasses bulldozed, trees chain-sawed and stumps dynamited

The very living soil abraded, punctured and crudely lacerated

Left open to bleed out without a second thought - into the already-polluted streams

Keep the fuck back now, this is how real men earn the beer that sustains them

Breaking ground it’s called, but it really breaks far more than that

Their belched smoke and noise pollution a mere byproduct of their rending

Their useless bluegrass merely an expensive and poisonous outdoor floor covering

The wastes they generate in so-called construction requires giant dumpsters

We use our big old 4WDs to get into the manly sty we create with our work

Smashing, shattering and breaking the ground so very apt given our lifestyle

The microbial web of life in the soil pulverized, scattered and lateralized

The ground, left naked to crack and gasp, beckons only to weeds and litter

This gospel of development a patriotic offshoot of our biblical interpretation

Take your whining, tree-hugging ass off and go try and live in them woods

Rending and ripping and tearing the ground takes noise and smoke and dust

No more homes for worms or bunnies and ain’t that just too goddamn bad

Our civilization is built upon this lawful and refined scorched earth policy

Then we break more ground for our pickled bodies in those pathetic caskets

How about this, maybe you should just get the fuck out, if you don’t like it

Turning the soil inside out, burying some litter and bringing in rolls of sod

Patriotically shattering the ecosystem with righteous, all-consuming greed

Breaking ground for the real estate speculators and corporate investors

Advancing society today via single-minded scheming to get rich by tomorrow

What the fuck you gonna’ do? Go off and live in some goddamn cave?

Tearing up and selling off the floodplains, fault zones and hurricane paths

Breaking ground on exciting new developments which all look just the same

Making flattened little squares on which the semis can plop the pre-fabs

Excreting sterile geometric wastelands and walking away with lots of money

Hiring the rough and tumble, calloused and hard-edged veterans of destruction

Saving money by cutting corners and burning and burying poisonous debris

Conquering, taming, subduing, subdividing into pathetic uniform little cells

Breaking ground in a struggle to grow rich which destroys that which had sustained us

Consecrating in our dirty clothes with wrappers, power tools and loud radios

Get out of the way or we’ll fuck you up for there’s men's work to be done here

Making ongoing, licensed, protected and sanctified war against the earth

The cunningly greedy hire the hapless Orcs to do their evil, foolish bidding

Breaking ground for the future and leaving vast wastelands for your children

Waltzing off with the big bucks to a life of tasteless, strip-mined so-called luxury

After all what are you going to do, because that’s just how progress works

Proudly pointing to jobs created for those you call the salt of the earth

Breaking ground and sipping a champagne where elk pastures disappear

Buying another ranch sold off due to taxes driven up by their speculative hype

Standing up for hands-off, local control as you move on in and buy them out

Get out of the way, this here is private property and we got a job to do

Breaking ground and overwhelming the small voice in the backs of our heads

Drawing up fairytale artist’s conceptions and surveying with Nazi precision

Calling on the hung-over to do the dirty work and checking on their progress

Corralling investors, paying off officials and complaining about government interference

We need these jobs so just you stay back away from this here equipment

Noisily fucking shit up as a bizarre Country-Western god smiles thru the dust

Sleeping well at night as a far-sighted pillar of the new west community

Breaking ground for more useless second-homes leveraged as investments

Step aside of the excavator as our illegal workers enforce traditional values

We’re looking for an excuse to violence and it may as well be a treehugger

Wise out-of-state developers will bring us local control, jobs and progress at long last

Breaking ground with all the pride taken in a Weapon of Mass Destruction

Cashing in on their major selling points even while destroying them, and then moving on

Looking back with pity on the sad state of your once-proud droppings

I drive this truck 70 miles a day cause I cain’t afford to live where I work

Crudely joking and laughing hoarsely to fill the long and empty working days

Driving potential buyers around and remembering their names all afternoon

Moving our country forward as a bloody but flag-draped jesus nods and points the ways

Let the stupid tree huggers come in later with their sissy shrubs and flowers

Hey, listen, we just don’t give a fuck where this runoff goes

Breaking ground in an ideal realization of our very best from deep down inside

Breaking ground as it grows ever hotter, dustier, noisier and more senseless

Bless us oh lord for these thy gifts which we are about to crudely mutilate in thy name

A few more of these developments and maybe even a Wal*Mart will come in, too

But there’ll be no one to break more ground in far less than a million years