When Sam and I returned to the city and looked at the former public
park, we wept in each other's paws.Tonight, we were considering this
tale from a divine friend we knew in the public Clark Park:
Dandelion
Silently, I rise from the goddess
Unseen under the mask of night
Breathing easy, as the empty ones sleep.
I bloom in the dangerous sunlight
Rooted with the beauty in all things
My top hat is a wind-blown golden flower.
As I reach up, one with the divine
I melt into the enchanted world
In the sunshine, I dream of memories...
Love is in the air!
It's in the song of the crows
And the bark of the unleashed dogs
Unstructured laughter from all children
In the drum beats from ancient lands
It's in the volleyball players, chess players
It trumpets with glory from invasive trees
It's in the beer and paper bags
We live together in our public park
We are loved, and we love...
Eden was touchable in Clark Park...
When the visions and bulldozers smashed us all.
The unleashed bullies saw our oneness
They hated our freedom and democracy!
They poisoned me and called it organic
Those bipedal apes with fake skin
They poisoned grandfather, cleaner and safer
And our father before him, without a thought
They poison the goddess with every moon
We hate no creatures, one with the Gods
But these ignorant devil beasts, worship power!
The naked apes who traded their souls
Murderers! Torturers!
But the corporate days marched on...
As the sands of the glass bowl neared the end...
It was plain that apes did become the new weeds!
The apes were Branded, "Too late dandelion!"
In a privatized upscale cage, the things did wither
All the salvation and greediness, bad memories
Gone with free thought, democracy, and hope
To a distant land, waiting, with Kathy Change.
Oh Pity! They had the Transformation chained inside
But fools gold jingles; and the apes chose empire!
And I...
Surviving; I look at those ragged ignorant apes
From the edge of their Clark Park Shopping Center
Hiding in the grass and unmoved by their plight
I know my children's children will thrive in sunshine
Long after apes, poisons, and Shopping has turned to dust
Golden flowers will reach openly for the star once more
And the Gods will remember the public Clark Park
