Educated Nonsense

(For the Lack of anything else to call it) Educated Nonsense I’d run but I’m so very tired of running. I'd fall but I'm already on the ground. I'd like to gain what seems so unattainable; I'm looking for what already has been found. I'm an idiot on a box of powder, That at any given moment may go off. I'm a cultured pig within a cultured pigpen; Eating corn from out a cultured trough. I sing a garbled song of wealth and power. I recite a tangled verse of greed and pride. I can stand for anything that can be stood for; And in every single verse and line I've lied. I'm a clown making lots of funny faces. I'm a kid buying masks for Halloween. I'm a tin man in a silver plated garden; Hissing curses at everything unclean. I'm a fat-cat getting rich at penny-ante. I'm a women's libber screaming to be free. I'm every tin and plastic silly person; In this world, nation and society.