liquid life

black slick death

necessary

but evil

when not contained

it’s slippery

thick

lines the pockets of the rich

heats the homes of some poor

out of place on sand and beaches

but we always drill for more

some call it crude

but it’s truly quite crass

especially when controlled by an out of touch ass

we drill and drill and think not of a spill

no contingency

no plans

eros and pathos 

are battling for position

we worry about the day when the seamen go fishing

aquamarine is now black instead of green

fish lay in dark pools

instead of swimming in schools

when dollars roll in execs smile and grin

the bottom falls out and these same men whine and pout

a grown man sputters

what the hell did we do to deserve this

hey rich wad

grow up

you’re a man not a fish

if they could talk that’s what they would be asking you

they’d ask why the waters they’re swimming in are now black and not blue

let’s not forget the dangers of rigging, digging, oil seeking and drilling

11 men died

taken away

swept up by the tide

an accident for sure

and their families will mourn

the human tragedy is lost though amidst all the blame and scorn

oil

love it

need it

it serves us all

but when we fail to plan

said oil will fall

into deep penetrating waters

canceling out and choking us all

oil

how doth we contain you

how can we contain you

can we contain you

oil

we

lust you

oil

damn you

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