The Chimes They Are A'Changiin'

DAMNABLE DEATH OF A DAISY Can the sky cry? Can the sun have fun? Can the stars have scars? And can I have a heaviness in my heart lifted? Because there are too many hoards and whores gifted But given the wrong present to the wrong recipient This package was supposed to go to someone expediently yet my heart is heavy with the death of every daisy And as we all know each lily can be lazy Should a pigeon light upon an old man’s hand ‘tis a sign that we all are abusing the land? Kids are killed and need a tracking device And the godless guards know the earth’s ozone layer is paying the price Tell the Russians to keep shoveling more coal When we could let the wind be our savior and our goal The turbines may turn and the engines may roar But I tell you all that oxygen is carbon dioxide’s whore Diesel, bio-fuel, gasoline or petrol Yet the thing this planet really needs is soul Soulfulness to urge tears from a child’s mother’s mother Soulfulness to go to war and lose your second brother Soulfulness to spread around so everyone can dig the sound The sound of soulfulness should be heard all around Then by chance instead of killing we can dance at a ball Two hearts who once had a chance at it all So let the soulful sounds of the sacred be sung all around And on that holy day let roses for luck be hung all around Can the sky cry? Not anymore than I can fly Can the sun have fun? Not when people can walk around with an un-concealed gun Can the stars have scars? Only if mankind could arrive with ten thousand polluting cars Since we’ve already marred the surface of the merry moon and Mars Oh, and by the way it wouldn’t hurt the planet but it might put you in a better mood Tonight when you eat overpriced beef consider the starving who have no food ©2011...Phreepoetree ~free cee!~