A Question for Authority by Sam Flot 2004

A Question For Authority

by sam flot 2004

Back in the day

All hung up

On a wall

In the Museum of Futility

Compassion was the catch phrase

Under trees of shade or sunsets

Always playing the game

Close to the vest

Taking and using every advantage

Hyper-hypocritical

In staking off the high ground

Only games of strategy

Are played n a flat board

On an even playing field

Nothing like

Helping out

By reporting “suspicious activities” and

“unsafe conditions”

Either in public oratories or

In one’s own home

I have a question for authority

Where’d ya get that hat?

Looks great on you

Matches your outfit

Really works on you!

But don’t you feel like hell?

It’s been like the old days lately

You been on quite a bender

Havin’ a good time

Lyin’

Cheatin’

Lootin’

Stealin’

Gutting the constitution

Gutting the rules which enforce

Checks and balances

Gutting the environment down to a stump

You’ll be all apologies

When the bender’s over

And

It must be

Very tiring

Very exhausting

Still I gotta ask one question

Where’d ya get that hat?