Care are
dehumanizing. As soon as we get into them, we cease to be people and become
part of these unfeeling and unthinking machines, whose only purpose is to get
from one place to another as quickly as possible and damn any obstacles!
Cars Are The Cattle Of The City
© 2014 Brian
Hutzell
If this farm
could talk
It would probably
say,
“You’re not
welcome here
Please go away.
You left me
When I needed you
to stay.”
The castles of
today
Are built on the
bodies of yesterday
Cars are the
cattle of the city
Cars are the
cattle of the city
Cars are the
cattle of the city
Cars are the
cattle of the city
This thought
wakes me up in the night
A museum’s walls
are mostly white
From this
considerable Fahrenheit
I can smell the
burning copyright
Cars are the
cattle of the city
Cars are the
cattle of the city
Cars are the
cattle of the city
Cars are the
cattle of the city
Come with me
And you will see
Why I put whiskey
in my tea
Cars are the
cattle of the city
Cars are the
cattle of the city
Cars are the
cattle of the city
Cars are the
cattle of the city
"Bull"
Brian Hutzell
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