They’ll cash in big, real soon now, on real estate, hot
stocks or maybe even gold
We never gamble, don’t buy new cars and so very rarely even
go out for dinner
They still spend more than they earn on things they casually
ruin, then quickly discard
We saved enough to retire early but we continue buying their
new castoffs at the thrift stores
Five days a week and fifty weeks a year they toil in
nondescript obscurity
We’re making more than that on just the interest from our
nerdy savings
Got to have that flash new sports sedan and the latest giant
whatever screen TV
We live large and free driving old cars among them - And
they do not even see us
Chained to credit cards and mortgages, their spoiled
children act as a heavy ballast
It’s so nice to be debtless and not even have any rent to
pay…except for health insurance
They march at precise and artificial angles laid out by
simpering project managers
Finally cast aside for good, our days of narrow
specialization are done at last
Heading up and moving out on all those weekends which are so
quickly forgotten
We spend months wandering this land, often just trying hard
simply to avoid their herds
Loading up on lattes, Big Gulps, and drive-thrus they spend
freely and grow fat
We buy the good stuff raw and cook it up ourselves, while
sipping an inexpensive tea
They get real work done on their cells even while
languishing for hours in endless traffic jams
Our slow pace infuriates them on their busy ways to their
latest very important tasks
Their children cannot read or write despite all their
attentions and the latest in meds
We wonder every day at the shabbier world their parents are
de-constructing for them
They get news between commercials and their opinions are
spun from clever sound bites
We spit out media pellets like our dogs cough out the bitter
pills we place into their food
They save a lot at Wal*Mart while imports rise in proportion
to jobs disappearing
We find that which lasts, even in the modern world, still
remains the best
They push each other’s buttons to get their readouts on
phony litmus issues
We play acting like we really care about either side of
their deliberately false choices
Living for today was always real exciting but what do they
remember now?
The fast times they enjoy have passed us by at last and we
are not sad to see them gone
They are happy being spoon-fed their fundamentalist,
evangelical beliefs
We are free to contemplate the terrible emptiness that
approaches so very fast
They love fireworks, making noise and the excitement of
crowds of clones
We search for peaceful quiet places, trying to fit in
without making a mess
They eagerly suckle on all the pious bullshit RE: ‘ThE
greatest country on the planet’
Now we hide our passports in shame traveling to places they
cannot find on maps
They strive so hard to make their unique mark within the
confines of the herd
We regularly get the crap kicked out of us by them for being
a little different
Their rights include free clean air, unlimited good water
from their taps and cheap garbage removal
We see what people in upstream places pour back for the
towns down below them to enjoy
In their constrained view it’s animals and trees versus
people, jobs and our sacred way of life
We are cursed by the belief that we are destroying the very
web of life that supports our society
Ancient, ignored and irrelevant history slides along, an
ancient 10 to 15 years behind them
We consider some of our thoughts in light of the estimated
age of the universe
Theirs is satisfaction in fertilized, poisoned, over-watered
factory bluegrass
We look to experience climax forests with their food chains
entirely intact
They want either money from the government or the right to
kill any wolf they see
We want their welfare cattle to stop abusing our federal
lands for next to nothing
They search for the cheapest factory foods, never mind its
manner of production
We want to eat cleanly, morally and sustainably and will
gladly pay a little more to do it
They never miss reality shows, packaged corporate ‘big
games’ or special presentations
We found if you ignore them, such bees quickly stop buzzing
between your ears
They idle their SUVs in air-conditioned comfort awaiting
their fast food orders
We try to find the shade when it’s hot and stir up something
cool to drink
Their patriotic acceptance of our dEfense costs us nearly a
trillion, every year
We see no justification in spending more than all rest of
the countries combined
They feel safe driving overpriced, inefficient dinosaurs
designed to wear out quickly
We enjoy our tiny fuel-efficient cars, full of gizmos and
very comfortable
Make theirs quick, hyper-sweetened, greasy-fat-laden and
heavily caffeinated
We’ll have the more subtle, smaller, whole-grain, homemade
portions, please
They pursue angry recreation in noisy, smoggy, devastating
gas-powered toys
We hike, swim, ski, surf, kayak, board - And can still hear
our surroundings
Theirs is a world of backbiting, political intrigues and
private boardroom schemes
Our quiet search of self-discovery reveals the destruction
spreading out about their footprints
Their god commands they conquer the land and treat its
creatures in any way they deem fit
Our beliefs tend towards mutual survival within largely
intact ecosystems
They feel safe behind locked doors within brightly-lit,
gated and patrolled communities
We camp alone in empty places and draw peace from the starry
stillness
Their god moves about in his mysterious and fundamentalist
ways
Our god has no will or message and neither watches over nor awaits
us
They leave a tattered, overpopulated world to their very
special children
We blew off reproduction in protest of their vast and
thoughtless destruction
They plaster their faces, get botoxed and send their poodles
off to the spas
We push aside most of their designer castoffs pawing through
the thrift stores
Their new 300 horsepower SUV gives them a sense of pride and
security
Our aging Japanese economy cars simply make more sense to us
They flaunt their financed luxuries in hopes all the world will
be impressed
We hide our wealth and travel like burnt-out gypsies on
pilgrimages to real experiences
They look away when they meet us walking, say in the grocery
store
We try to ignore them in their idling mortgaged cars,
talking noisily on their phones
Their giant empty second homes are where their families
might someday gather
Our persistence retains the access to the public lands they
are trying to fence off
Their children fuel the market for garishly colored cereal
shot through with sugar
Cheap hot dogs and pus-like white buns would go bad if it
were only us buying
They have rolled more long term credit card debt into their
houses than they are worth
We sold our place before their greedy speculative bubble
began to pop
Their taste for excitement, color, noise and crowds keeps
their senses full
Our search for quiet peace and tranquility always begins
with avoiding them
They sternly lecture everyone that maintenance of the
economy must come first
We just don’t see how this wasteful circus could play on for
a thousand years
They control the human landscape and to them so-called progress
is quite inevitable
We
will be extinguished due to their actions, right along beside them
