Irrit8

By Clinton Fein
Annoy.com
September 11, 2006

Five Years

(With apologies to David Bowie)


Pushing through the gaping hole, so many workers choking

Time enough to wipe the tears, and to even give up smoking

Anchors from Katrina (now soft hearted and soft spoken)

Offer up their platitudes, a paltry little token



We heard horror and glory, glamorized on TV

We heard lies and excuses and we watched ABC

Our cynicism stretched so taut, no sweet sentiment this season

No action, nor reaction, no rhyme and no reason

The consumption enablers selling anything that goes

As they milk fading tragedies to stuff up their nose

And rape our confusion to cover the blows.



Children left orphaned are fed political feces

Given greed masked as kindness, we humanitarian species

So soon they’ll be old enough to send off for the killing

Returning home in their coffins as the blood keeps on spilling



I found myself trapped in a mindless haze, lost in fantasy, fact and fiction

Wasted on promises, gorging lies by the package...my insatiable addictions.

There was fake all around and I groped for compassion

There was none, it was gone, like the towers once crashing

The taste, the waste, the inevitable so soon

The bitterest of products to the ugliest tune.



It’s been five years, nothing has changed

Five years, just more deranged

It’s been five years, so much damage has been done

Five years, and yet nobody’s won.



It’s been five years, so boldfaced we lied

Five years of reality denied

It’s been five years, now the world wants to trade

Five years, now there’s money to be made.



It’s been five years, destruction and terror

Five years our response a deadly error

It’s been five years, this will never end

Five years, there’s still money to spend.

Posted by JasonW at 9/08/2006 09:45:00 PM