Oh, Lord, Bring Back the Flattened Earth
Oh, lord, bring back the flattened earth
where lemmings took to flight
and foolish men dodged endless fate
by running straight ahead at night.
When the sun rose ‘round the edge
rose and set on every hedge
where nothing ever rolled away
the status quo was king
where silence was the canyons curse
and echoes didn’t sing.
Oh, lord, bring back the flattened earth
where time and tide stood still
and moonlight shone on the underside
of the fields flat earther’s till.
We must preserve this flattened view
as far as the eyes could see
lamenting but one simple flaw
there’s no place safe to pee
just cut a slice of the planet’s girth
and lord bring back the flattened earth.
John G. Lawless
©8/10/2021
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2021
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