The dilemma here, of course, is how
without a diagram,
without the sense God gave a cow
or trust He gave a lamb,
to graze that ground man can’t plow
into a traffic jam—
the dilemma here, of course, is how
when no one gives a damn.
I used to think there were two sides
to every silver dollar,
but more and more to my surprise
their gaining cash and power.
And in due time, they’ll have it all
before tomorrow’s born:
new babies with a margin call
on oil, or gold, or corn.
And when we hang our saddles up
and turn the remuda out,
no bell or whistle will interrupt
what we’ve been all about.
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