Something Special

Been in a bit of a funk lately. Maybe it's the realization that our government is so desperately screwed up that no matter how much Monopoly-type money they give away, nothing will help America's economic malaisse one little bit. Those dolts in Washington forget that all real wealth comes from Mother Earth. Once we use up all our natural resources we are broke. Dead broke! And what we take, our Mother will surely take back. So...here is what poured forth from somewhere deep in me. I can't keep it bottled up.



SOMETHING SPECIAL


When the last field has been plowed forever
And the last train has crossed the trestle
Whatever is left on this earth will wonder
Why man thought he was something special.

"You thought that life had owed you
A privileged type of existence
So you robbed, raped, and plundered the earth
With arrogant human insistence."

But then one day the piper came
A stupendous bill propounded
"You've rarely paid for what you've used
And now the debt's compounded."

"But I've nothing left," cried Everyman
No oil, crops, or trees
You'll have to come another day
When I've regained all these."

"There's nothing to regain, you fool
You're poor through arrant greed
The things you craved, that gnawed your soul
You really didn't need.

You forgot life's basic premise
That your gain is someone's loss
But, unlike the Ancient Mariner,
You forgot your albatross."

Now...the wind still blows melodic odes
The sun shines unimpeded
And the morning came that the piper exclaimed
Man...was just not needed.