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Talking To An Elephant In a Tree

TALKING TO AN ELEPHANT IN A TREE
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


I was stunned this morning saw an elephant in a tree
Motioning, trumpeting, hey, please come talk with  me
Tell me please, how in the world did you get up there ?
You sentenced me to this place since you don’t care
About the poor, disabled, aged and the mentally ill
As long as your coffers are to the brim filled
What are you doing sitting in a tree all alone ?
Observing the madness that mans greed has sown

So tell me, how long have you sat there all alone ?
Been in this tree, lets see, since man started to own
He started out, simply gathering a few pretty stones
Then others joined causing clashes and undertones
Accumulations of objects brought about some envy
Then suddenly another accumulator became an enemy
The possession of objects then became an addiction
To own n amass fortunes was the common ambition

You haven’t progressed much since those early days
Accumulating, not letting anything, escape your gaze
Initially you were crude, a quick strike to the head
Now more sophisticated: you lend money instead
The strong rule the weak, the smart run the show
It’s the same tunes and libretto where ever you go
Crescendoes will be reached then the bubble pops
Chaos will ensue, when the music stops

I see more and more elephants sitting in trees
Dominating the landscapes causing sages ill ease  
Elephants becoming impatient, angry, sitting in trees
Malcontention has no remedy, with which to appease 
I noticed each time I visit; the elephant gets bigger
His continued bloating will eventually trigger
A destructive insurrection against the status quo
Possessions, worthless, when there’s no place to go

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