The oil began
To bubble up
From
Beneath the ground
A cupful
The stone age man
At first
Didn’t find it
Much useful
The bitumen
Though
Made a good bark
For cladding
Noah’s ark
And ship makers
All through the ages
Liked bitumen
And tar and oil
For waterproofing
Until the car
Came into view
The cup full of oil
Now became a gallon
A barrel
An oil field
Beneath the ocean
A fast bleeding operation
For a greedy car nation
And for taring the roads and
Trains and planes
And rockets to the moon
And the moon in June
And the alien saloon
In star wars
Where the insect man
And the lizard soldiers
Guzzle
As the oil bleeds
From a fatal wound
And the body
Is emptied
By the blood suckers
Of nature
Until there’ll be only
The empty shell
And the earth must
Shrink a little
Grow old a little
Die a little
Each day
And endure
And fight back
With tornado
And volcano
And earthquake
More and more
Until
The bloodsucking
Goes away
