Some were ridden over and blasted and told they should be happy with whatever for this was their judgement day

We all now know the outcome
the writings on the wall
Monsatan has the upper hand
which fills the heart with gall
“Roundup” is the devils bounty
and the EPA
seemingly emotive
have just paved the way
for them to carry on the taste
of poisoning the field
the axe they chose to
chop down everything
and increase yield
increased in size
and desolation seemingly
about
to happen in the great wink of the eye
how that will flout
those of us reacting
believing them to be
in collaboration
its elaboration we
cannot quite believe our ears
in fact it makes no sense
the subtlety of reason
is altogether tense
we are ridden over and blasted
and all some do is smile
now we have no allies
just great clouds of guile

its off the wall
the maddening crowd
now clamour just to see
the vast expanse of nothingness
was creation mean’t to be
so dire as this new tinkering phase
exacted with such power
and critically endangered
our future with each hour

our chosen nutrition
would take the hit of hits
the corporation magi
was just a bunch of shits
but some how they were able
to pull the dreaded wool
over the eyes of many
with genetic cock and bull

as the politicians chuckled
with their un retentive minds
and a smattering of excellence
which outspokenly designs
un enlightenment personified
gripped by the power of nil
unidentified and unclassified
those dabbling in skill

“the emperors clothes”
were fashioned with the motives
of desire
the charlatans were crowding around
to praise the wild attire
buffoonery was evident
illogical and misplaced
the outcome seemed nonsensical
that, had to be faced

the sage might be reflecting
on the order as it stands
foresight might be evident
a continuance of plans
pushed through that takes
the breath away
it just appears absurd
but then the mindless masses
hanker after every word

“Roundup” is now considered safe
its advantages outweigh
the belief that it is dangerous
and that all along the way
will be victims slowly dying
a phobia of sorts
delusional insanity
and a penny for your thoughts

the obsession for depression
the incoherent say
little that makes any sense
its effect along the way
to forestall the disaster
the apocalypse, the doom
the fortune telling loonies
now rising from the womb

the owl may be in evidence
the raven too might fly
a harbinger of something
signals in the sky
perhaps a revelation
a calamitous event
a chimerical illusion
and a legendary descent

something has to happen
beyond what people know
the universal spirit
that all important glow
as some were ridden over
and blasted and told they
should be happy with whatever
for this was their judgement day

l

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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