Learn to Fly

Burn the birdsBurn them nowUse our fire, breath fear on their wings.We gulp down lies and simplificationsLike petrolSpit it out. Circus jerks.“Here we are now, entertain us.”My vote for you protects my perks:Islamic racists loving mini-skirts.Burn the birdsLet’s wipe the sky with tongues of flameKeep them out. The old, the young, the lame.We love a sun-fun countryA lad of chefs and sushi trains.To many fuckers, too many fish with feathers.Call the monk. Club and crucifix.Burn the birds. They have no name.Perks. Jerks. Soon we’ll all be runningBad weather is coming.Hide the money from our children.Down in Antarctica among the last stonesSomeone called The Leader can explainWhy it was we ate tomorrow.Bird bones in our throats. No brains.

- Mark Mordue