How to tell a story

How to tell a story

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Song of the Citizens

Candide and Pollyanna on a date
paying no mind to news of late;
suicide bombers and massive storms
too far away to do them harm.

They walked in the park, went out to dine
and ate fine food and drank fine wine.
In Oklahoma on this day
entire towns were blown away.

Starving children dropped like flies;
Pollyanna made goo-goo eyes.
Candide got brave and stole a kiss.
Political prisoners are never missed.

He asked if he might feel a breast;
her mother taught her No! is best.
She said no and he heard yes.
The Middle East is such a mess.

He felt her breast, he ripped her clothes;
but was it rape? Well, no one knows.
Candide said, What's done is done
but Pollyanna bought a gun.

She told the police that Candide lied.
Torture, war and genocide.
She sued him for her self-respect;
date rape made her such a wreck.

The jury heard the case for days;
the crowds were split a dozen ways.
The warming sands, the rising seas
were causing widespread misery.

This is where the moral comes
but overhead the sound of drones
the sky electric with such threat
humanity has never met

and this means simple tales must end
never to return again.
But was it rape or was it not?
A dead planet is all we've got.