Poems of Protest

Hide and Seek

Listen, my children

For I must tell

Why the world

Is going to hell.

We've polluted the waters

And raped the soil,

And now the world

Is out of oil.

Our food is depleted,

We've run out of gas;

There's not enough paper

To wipe your sweet ass.

Resources save for

A final fling:

A glorious war.

The world is playing

"Game of the Week,"

And now it's time

To hide and seek

If Only I Were

If only I were Irish

Then I would have a Cause

And gladly give my life

             and die

If only I were British

Then I would have a Cause

And gladly give my life

              and die

If only I were Asian

Then I would have a Cause

And gladly give my life

              and die

If only I were American

Then I would have a Cause

And gladly give my life

              and die

And if I were but White or Black

Arab or Jew, Greek or Turk

Red or Pink or Green

Or Christian, Moslem, Buddhist Priest

Or even somewhere in between

Then I would certainly have a Cause

And die, and die, and really dig the scene.

But I am just a human being

And afraid that if I get involved with that

It will really excite me

And just when I begin to expound my Cause

And say it's great to love and be

By then I'll be alone,

               for everyone will have already

               done their thing.