| Here Comes The Parade |
- The plurality was misplaced
By supposed leaders
Who sit upon jagged rocks
Lining the sides of Statute Blvd.
Chained to their cash cow dreams
Contemplating their next non-move
With it's impending promise
Of a whole new leveled off nothing
Situated on the Capitol Maul
A monument of nothing done
To beat back the coming of the precedent
That shall rewrite the laws
By writing nothing at all
But these jagged rocks change not the view
As the parade of soccer moms
Festooned in black gas guzzlers
Chained to their big is better sexuality
Drag their eunuch mates along
Nailed to Capital One crucifixes
Dressed in Viking Corporate raider attire
Their overstuffed wallet knee pads singing
"We shall overcome oh lord
Don't blame the chairman of the board"
While their children in the back seat
Watch blessed overhead DVD movies
Of "The Life Of The Obscene Profit"
Meanwhile back at the ranch God
In his pot hole pot luck pot head mind
Spews forth chunks of non-regret
Regurgitated from lies and deceit
That were never tasted nor consumed
But rather dangled like the golden carrot
From the stick of hope and prayer
Its touch turning dreams to nightmares
In the land where promise is everything
And substance is unimportant
To jagged rock sitters with mad cow friends
Who just came along to watch the parade
