There are those who think the masses
are like a legion of lemmings
doing a death march into the sea
(actually a river)
but suicidal lemmings are a myth
created by none other than Walt Disney
in Alberta, Canada where
(no lemmings live)
the 1958 film 'White Wilderness' was made
and the sordid scandalous scene
by the filmmakers was staged
spinning turntables were constructed
all covered in snow
to jostle and send them tumbling
then off a cliff the poor lemmings
the crew proceeded to throw
I’m as pragmatic as a lemming
The most important day I missed
Stayed in my hole cause it was raining
Didn’t want my destiny to meet
And probably she thought the same
Had mixed me for another one
Who craved to get his lemming fame
Like other lemmings also ran
Towards the beauties of blue sea
Each tried to keep up with a horde
But they’re no different from me
As from the other beasts I heard.
The lemming’s way
Is like Hemingway's
Another sound byte,
the latest alligator lip lie
Patent leather fake promises
being fed to graven idol sick fools
thru an intravenous video tube
And they willingly give Kevorkian consent
to vote for their own suicidal self-interest
Such an anti-global citizen attitude
is lemming leading tools
to the ledge edge of the cliff
Deferentially staring down
the bottomless
black hole
of the nuclear abyss
Fresh poll pocket prey
is attracting those cold, reptilian eyes
The next mercantile exchange
is gold index ticking stratosphere high
O how puppet warm is the mushroom cloud sky!
Pinocchio promises
has a Pied Piper nasal sound
Long snout tout truths
ain’t nothing but marionette lies —
cry wolf by wool suit clowns
Dollar drones can’t hear the silent siren alarm,
the buzz allure of profit
always lemming leads them on
Do you love that precipice song,
war drumbeat vibrations? Patriotic waves,
at the temptation hour,
that moves the automaton crowd
Do you lemming follow along,
giving servile affirmation? Apathy paves
the cash path to power
for those crooked jaw crocodiles
Naive,
Follow the crowd,
Never question the truth,
One plus one may not equal two,
Cynic.
My pen stumbled stammered
and fell
as you fall from the beckoning
cliff of ill fated friendship.
You showed me how the finest verse
is atonal music and the wisest words
of eternity’s pundits and seers
are but fallen chips of a Michelangelo David.
You taught me that Earth
is a spinning potter's wheel
with hands of wind and rain
that gently shape.
Your eyes, the twin planets of Gemini
drew me forth while I,
a beast of prey,
oozed through the darkness stealthily.
Yet Lady Lemming my love
LOOK OUT!
the jagged rocks below are no better
than the imagined wolves at your feet.
There is not time,
Hate runs eternal,
Enraging his soul.
Left to his own devices,
Eager not to fail,
Made his way to his destiny,
Measured steps,
Inside screaming,
Night closing,
Goodbye to fear.
Waiting, hoping,
Instinctive pondering,
Tell tale rivers,
Hasten from his eyes,
Inviting water,
Never see her face again
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