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Lamentations On a Free Market

Chapter 6 of 6 - Revelation
 

Chapter VI

The prophet saith,
"Hear ye, O New Jerusalem!
You have fallen low,
neither set above other nations by your fine cars and
clothes,
nor raised to virtue by your castles.
For these have weighed you down
made you a drayhorse without a master.
Remember ye that God did not create the world to increase His profit."

And I heard seven boomboxes sound,
and the heavens opened and a mighty voice said,
"You have lost your way!"
And I saw heaven opened, and behold,
a great red horse
bearing soldiers on top,
and munitions jobs behind;
and the people sleepmarched toward the abyss.
And I saw heaven opened, and behold,
a white horse
bearing the clean slate of ignorance on top
and uncivil strife behind;
and the people scowled and walked amiss toward the abyss
And I saw heaven opened, and behold,
a green horse
bearing conceited CEO's on top,
and a flag with stars behind;
and the people saluted as they multi-tasked toward the abyss.
And I saw heaven opened, and behold,
an elephant
bearing a clown on top,
and radios and flat-screens behind,
and the people laughed their way to the abyss.

And there was a great light,
and I saw a golden chariot fringed with fire
arc across the sky and pass close by -
and it was empty.
And the Lord spake,
"You have lost your way,
and there ain't no X-Men!"

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