Jul
26th
Thu
26th
Rudderless Land
The government is
Like a car full of passengers
No one holding the steering wheel
No one reading the map
Just a car
Careening wildly down the road
Hitting the curbs
Running down citizens
On cement sidewalks
Splashing puddles of muddy water on
The poor begging along the side of the road
And they spit out the window at passing soldiers
While the radio plays loud warnings
That go unheard
