The Planet Saver
1
Sarah was a planet saver
(It’s a rare and deadly trade)
And before this a bank teller
In a job that’s ready made
Sarah gave away the city
Just to save a lonely wood
From the men in bulldozers
A far cry from Robin Hood
Sarah organised a protest
Creating havoc in the town
With a dance demonstration
Leading to a police melt-down
They bashed Sarah with batons
(Violent actions have no shame)
Lovely Sarah died soon after
In a cell when no help came
We rely on employment
To provide us with our pay
In return we serve a master
Who we soon learn to obey
The wood made way for cattle
To be fattened up a bit
Within a month of Sarah
Succumbing to a baton hit
And though you cannot blame the
Burger King
There’s something wrong about
this “profit thing”
2
The police were in denial
When an elder tried to say
That our Sarah had created
A most violent street affray
“The police may use their batons
When threatened with assault
It’s believed Sarah fell over
According to our report”
The wood was turned to fodder
Or a field where animals graze
Since the markets had decided
To let commerce rule these days
In the world of high finance
There’s no value in a wood
Unless your name is Sarah
With a nature that is good
We rely on employment
To provide us with our pay
In return we serve a master
Who we soon learn to obey
The wood made way for cattle
To be fattened up a bit
Within a month of Sarah
Succumbing to a baton hit
And though you cannot blame the
Burger King
There’s something wrong about
this “profit thing”
The End
© Frankie Espirit
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