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Tributaries of the rivers
Flow the veins of man
Energy of living waters
Life blood of the land
Waters of the Mississippi
Waters of the Rio Grande
Branches feeding fruit
Flow the veins of man

J. Edgar Hoover in fishnets
In a perfect disguise of a spy
Says he knows where you were last night
And now he wants to know why
Nothing good happens after work
Why would you violate curfew?
Go home to your Laboratory Sandwich
And listen to the nightly news

Billy used to run the numbers
For the mob back in the day
Then he got into protection rackets
Keeping the viruses away
Viruses in your computer
Viruses controlling the air
Viruses created in a Petri dish
Needles everywhere

Genetically modified meat pods
Graze in free range fields of ham
Electro-magnetically protected
It's the spotless Passover lamb
Chicken Little sends his mob out
To salt the clouds and pepper the earth
There is no need for birth control
If we eliminate all birth

Don't you long for the days when gangsters
Lived by the law of the gun
Before they confiscated the DNA
And decided to block out the sun?
And Weather Advisory Committees
Met with the Joint Chiefs of Staff
To plan out bullet-point strategies
On magnificent charts and graphs?

See the one with the neoprene eyelids
Grinning in reality's wake
Incantations' smokes have risen
To burn dissent at the stake
Witch doctors with graduate teeth
See how they glitter and gleam
By the bubbling cauldrons of Nikolai
Inside Skinner's little test-tube dream

Life is no longer an issue
We've sterilized all of the wombs
Humans are grown in greenhouses
In renewable energy rooms
Plausible deniability
Is planning the ultimate goal
Writing legislation over
The jurisdiction of your soul

Cops are no longer necessary
We have world peace at last
Everyone's the same color now
Race is a thing of the past
Everybody loves everybody
Medicated to the finest degree
I have perfected life on earth
Bow down and worship me

Tributaries of the rivers
Flow the veins of man
Energy of living waters
Life blood of the land
Waters of the Mississippi
Waters of the Rio Grande
Branches feed the fruit
Flow the veins of man

 © John Kennan 2-28-21
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