puppet dance

Puppet Dance

(spawned by Michael Moore’s Capitalism: A Love Story)

Look beyond
the obvious
for the

Look past
the dreams
of your
into their
monkey brain
deeper into
the reptilian
still into
a thick
soup of
the birth
place of

I know,
that’s obvious
too to
someone who
buys his
books from
Amazon &
feels he’s
got the
big picture.

But the
big picture
is a
until you
chip off
a piece &
melt it
down on
your tongue.

That’s what
empathy is
when your
ribs show
with another
man’s hunger
when your
heart breaks
with the
death of
his children.

Empathy is
the only
way past

Now you’re
ready for
action ready
to recognize
Evil ready
to give up
the ghost
your summer
place in
the Catskills
& your
ski pass.

Now you’re
ready to
send goats
to Nigeria &
throw down
your gun.

A people
whose debt
is greater
than their
gross national
product are
a people
in bondage.

admit you
feed your
children to
Moloch &
stop throwing
logs on
the fire.

The only
flaw in
Michael Moore’s
film is
the glimmer of
false hope
at the end.

He thought
like a
lot of
us in
the wake
of the
election that
Obama was a
freed slave
who would
take the
money changers
to task.

It hadn’t
yet sunk
into his
monkey brain
his reptilian
brain into
the thick
soup of
molecules that
Evil now
rules supreme &
every President
is a
Yes Man.

We’re doing a
puppet dance
that won’t
stop til
the strings
are cut.

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