Baron Landby Russell Golata
Standing in the water of collected tears Devastation will ring out, through the years. The levies that should have been fixed with tax money, Were never discussed, and that is not very funny.
As our soldiers die to protect the rich oil fields of Iraq, America, a new third world nation, underwater and in shock. This tale of an oil baron, filled with lies and greed, With oil lust so strong, he ignored his country's needs.
Though many experts warned him, he just refused to hear. Three hundred fifty thousand homes are just no longer there. The poor and destitute must climb out of all this muck. Our baron sees record profits as a major stroke of luck.
Yesterday was the time to stop depending on dinosaur mush. We need someone that's not an oil baron for this future push. Maybe the truth will come to ligh, when the waters subside, Should the baron retain his power? On that you must decide?
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volume 9(6)This poem is copyright © 2005, Russell
Golata, all rights reserved.
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