Black feathered crows now fly overhead Their eyes following our turmoil below We're the carrion that will feed their chicks For so many a long year to come I sign with sadness as I think of us For our selfish cult of greed has grown fast Our planet bleeds with horror at the news While Earth spins around life giving Sun We elect our leaders that destroy this land Who decide to grab as many bucks they can The human race jinxed by such shallow greed So deciding the fate of humanity Image found at www.stephenking.com
A tale of our times, sadly.
ReplyDeleteMy first Whirl
so true...
ReplyDeleteand us, so powerless.
Randy
We elect our leaders that destroy this land
ReplyDeleteWho decide to grab as many bucks they can
The last stanza says it all. Absolute power corrupts absolutely!
Hank