Congress and president tighten the rope
while we sing carols of love and hope. Chief
execs lie to us, selling tainted soap,
mortgages and dope. Some smart, smiling thief
sneaks off with our clothes while we sing carols
of love and hope. Our ancient coral reefs
die, bleached and blasted in their coves. Peril
invades all soybeans and corn, makes our brief
lives briefer still. Still we just sing carols
of love and hope. While our aggressive wars
pervade this globe, our media heralds
greed, snubs philosophers for movie stars.
We dance on denial’s steep, slippery slope,
then fall, while we sing carols of love and hope.
Roger Armbrust
December 23, 2011
