SAND BAR

war on the planets resources

The slow drip from the constant strip

        acidic defoliant temperate dip

              nomadic lubrication volatile condensation

                        none committal of entire homespun nation

                                  eradicated dreams of those who lie before

                                          diatribe of effluence lays dead upon the shore.

Wishing washing of wayward braves

        harpoon echoes leading to their graves

              acerbic words once again be employed

                        landed loaded gentry are still overjoyed.

                              each with their own intentions all of them void.

Beaten back by barnstormers battling the bridge

          omnipresent solar power still takes it to the edge

                noted physicists deny the proof before their eyes

                          educated nonentities still spewing out their lies

                                  still something needs to change lest all we are is flies.