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The Old Bulldozer

My appointment didn't show up today So I decided to hang out and play I circled around Ellanor's Park wandering about in the dark and thinking about the road ahead The rain has just fell leaving mud and water on the swampy ground The pokemon go gang was playing around disturbing nature with their silly sound They walk up and down the wet grass communicating with their partners One by one two by two they showed up and join the crew As soon as I arrived more of them anchored down creating nuisance and spreading bad energy around Luckily the Gods were lingering by to listen to my silent cry They came down form the sky and spew them out of sight so that nature could sing and dance about On by one they jump into their cars and drove out of Ellanor's park I closed my car and walked over to an old bulldozer stationed on the park's ground the equipment was so old I wonder if I was still in America The owner was not around so I climbed up and sat in the chair and examined the levers and gears I was captivated by a certain power It felt good sitting in an elevated tower It has been parked there for many days Rust and dirt was musing on its face No work was going on and the pile of sand stood waiting on the ground for the fix it man The same roads that were repaired has been dug up and repaired year after year The paved parts are lean and bumpy And when I drive my truck rocked side to side Where are the professional engineers Cheap labor has sucked every penny out of the mill grinder And America's roads are in danger I watched them prowling up and down the street Trying to figure out my heart beat But I sat in the big old bulldozer scrutinizing them all over I felt a sudden rush of power I felt like a queen in her parlor And I felt like a queen riding in a carriage Waving to the magnificent crowd shouting out loud If the owner was around I would ask for permission To drive it up and down and through the town Wolfish influence peddlers Big belly contractors and poor skills workers has feasted on the wallet of the county for years But now I am in the bulldozer and I am getting ready to run some one over America needs a constitutional face-lift Here I am in this big old bulldozer feeling energetic and strong I am ready to dig up and tear down the remaining barriers.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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