Cover Up
I agreed to surrender all and speak of lasting peace
But there is still blood on the sidewalks and disease
I have gathered the children and dried their tears
Although the line is busy to the army of volunteers
I told all that there is hope to survive and to smile
But they laughed at me and remained very hostile
In June it was snowing and we decorated a tree
But the Federal Marshal wrote me a ticket for a fee
I was in a locked room walking on mirrored glass
Regretfully they said that the check up I did not pass
I was set free but could not shed the striped shirt
At the time you saw me hiding because I was hurt
On the way to the meeting I rode in a lavender bus
I was whispering confessions I usually don't discuss
When the man in the corner started to bleed in red
I knew that there was a mistake and word had spread
The corner store sold stale bread for a steep price
But who is to complain if we only grow brown rice
Weapons made of steel should be lightweight and handy
Because the carnival can only pay in cotton candy
I saw helicopters looking to land on a white cloud
And the hospitals with the wounded dreadfully overcrowd
Happiness is found in slow morphine drips at large
I was dancing in circles after paying the cover charge
I have found my head within the dirt and destruction
Now I am working hard to keep it ignoring all seduction
Life is a great journey with a blindfold over dark eyes
Oil is pumped in abundance applying for the Nobel Prize
The leaders will gather for the scheduled party on Halloween
But everyone will remain silent to keep it all sober and clean
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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