Love My Fellow Man

Eating a hamburger, chasing it down With milk, I sit in the dismal Heat of the August sun. The UV rays Searing my leather boots, I perspire Beneath my furcap and sheepskin Gloves. And I am hunting. Patient for Prey, clutching my rifle, I think: I love animals. Toothpick dancing, hair flowing, I drive my sportscar. A half Mile behind, the plastic of my meal Rolling to a stop on the ashphault - I grin at the radio. And I decelerate Amongst the gridlock. Trapped within The clogged artery of highway, I think: I love the outdoors. Walking by the homeless, chin raised, I head for a boxing match. Briefly, Eyes ablaze and watering, I cheer For my troops - for clips of war Telecast in a store window. And I Lower my gaze to the sidewalk before Strangers. Frowning at an obvious Immigrant, I think: I love my fellow man. I love my fellow man.