Wildcat

Wildcat Stems of tubing Stacked by threes, Will bring our Mother To her knees. The wildcat tries To feed her young. Her search for energy Never done. In forests green And oceans deep, The wildcat rig Will never sleep. We thirst, We hunger, For what she looks for Deep down under. Boxes speed On rubber round. To Earth’s crude blood Mankind is bound. Stems of tubing Stacked by threes, Will bring our Mother To her knees.