february 15th of our year

the security council is
meeting,
the world is protesting,
America is stepping up
to the Rome moment,
dictators built up by this country,
the snake eating the snail’s salt,
the press waltzing like a record stuffed with too much wax,
rural folks say yes,
the urbans either don't care or plead no,
one side against the other,
we don't seem to learn,
blood doesn't teach as well as water,
a little neglected ball in US colors
bobbing silent in the middle of Baltimore
street next to Catholic school
as religion is debated some more,
the President says we have to rush the enemy,
156,000 troops in the Gulf,
France has another reason to hate us,
we may inherit another country,
we may have contaminated water,
we will ponder freedom,
the cloud of birds couldn't care in their flight,
the air may get polluted,
the President says we should,
Clinton gets interviewed again as many yearn for him back,
nothing like democracy these days
and a cold sip of coffee
as Germany questions the US
while escaped captors send US diplomats nasty recordings and/or letters,
the Secretary of State says 'LET'S GO',
the kids want another piece of toffee,
the Giraffe won't even bend to listen to this racquet,
OH,
forgot about North Korea and how they want a bit,
and the President says come on and bring it one,
he also says GOD BLESS AMERICA,
as the blessings
go on
and
on
and
nuclear becomes the next word of choice for the broadcast mouth
and written tongue,
here where the stop signs are non-existent
and a yield sign
is something
to look in the dictionary about to figure out
what exactly they mean,
this is just a bit of history as the February Saturday in 2003 looks
a lot like Orwell's scalp while writing 1984 and Coppla's beard during the filming of
Apocalypse Now
and my wisdom teeth growing just a bit crooked
in
21st Century excitement
in
the midst of our big,
fat
Rome moment ..