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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Welcome to the new millennium Seven years in the making. Forever forsaking. Every year touted as the last one on earth Yet we all know the worth Of a dollar. Holler if you hear someone knocking On heavens door. No one lives there any more. We bury our ineptitude in Prozac Leaving a chemtrail of excuses For a meager existence. Ya we got a persistence Stuck tight to our convictions All kinds of strange fictions We can relate to. Take two. We wanna make an easy living And we ain’t forgiving no one their ways If they’re different from ours. Mars is looking pretty good from here. Nasa’s fear for the final escape from hell. Oh well, I figure we’re better off without them Let the Baptists shout them off and out a here. How about a beer? We have planning to do for after the fall Damn prince is late for the ball Again. Men. Third time then. Had some ideas the sixties lost In the purple haze that cost Jimmy and Janice that open door The gratefully dead rise once more And walk among us for commercial benefit A one hit one hit, never hurt a bit. Even cowgirls get the blues Just looking at all the used to’s. Like clean water and air. Really not fair To the next generation. What nation started the wars And the what ifs and what fors Mean nothing much So out of touch With our roots of empathy Even the score Take four. Sugar plum fairies spun a new one And LA went glitter. Get a baby sitter We’re going for a ramble A gamble, lose our homeland To the security of perpetual debt In the casinos of the golden carrot Walmart shoppers And show stoppers Of celeb status Getting at us With attitude meant to be rude, Exclude, ridiculed, died in the nude Don’t mean to intrude, but Good company Is so hard to come by Buried like Pompeii Wrapped in our denial All the while Our ship is sinking And all the thinking Hasn’t changed a lot. All we got in the final analysis is this. Do unto others. We’re all sisters and brothers All nations All our relations.
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