I Was Driving Through West Texas
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What a state of affairs we are in.
Driving Through West Texas
By Franklin Price
05/15/2022
I was driving through West Texas
When per chance this sight did see
A hundred non-rotating windmills
That were looking back at me
Not a wisp of wind was in the air
Not a kilowatt was grown
Out among them were some oil wells
Pumping black gold all alone
I thought of how ironic
Was this power that we need
Maybe we should fly up high
And sow some needed windy seed
Or maybe we should study
On to how to make the oil clean
Then we could afford to drive again
Through this ironic sight I've seen
Wanted to stop and take a picture
But I could not pause my drive
I was past before I knew it.
I was cruising eighty-five
Copyright © Franklin Price | Year Posted 2022
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