Ohio Silver
Nicole Gruter ©2005
Featured on the No Camouflage compilation CD, Coney Island Studios, Madison, WI
Ohio Silver, what’s in your black box?
A red cowboy hat? A big blue fat cat?
Or a den of outFOXed, cunning cocks?
Winded bags of winded socks are pointing to a toxic, black-boxic monoxide
Democracy’s suicide
An electronic, bubonic plague
The Black Death of a civil age
With only vague notions of who’s pulled ahead down this dusty, paperless trail
Ohio Silver, Tonto’s going to bail
Ohio Silver, what’s in your black box?
A pressroom of hard knocks? Shit-kickers and Black Hawks?
An Iraqi think-tank that stank from the spoils of oil gone sour, or from the blood of a country for just one seat in power
This brazen lone ranger is willing to wager, choking on his silver spoon
Our cowboy’s singing to the tune of an incumbent, redundant
The Bush family’s legacy: Unfounded WMD
A wolf in sheep’s clothing
To the Bush voters:
When all the body bags are full, will your opened eyes finally see the wool?
Ohio Silver, what’s in your black box?
An unending war-pox
Leaders with mental botox
Misguided missile-led missions
Decisions of which seem to ditch any notion of retreat from an imposed decree
Oh, fabled black box, your mystery remains
Ohio, ride into the sunset, the inquiries sustained
Oh, why bother with recounts?
Your circuit board can account for the bountiful Bush votes, no doubt?
Oh, George, you might be off the booze, but you’re drunk with power
You’re sleeping deeply in a moralistic snooze
With you at this inaugural scam, the system’s really an abominable flimflam
Iraq is now a pseudo-suzerain, what with all the prisoners detained
And tarnished is America’s trust
Wary of our leader’s bloodlust
So, to my Silver Ohio, here’s my crystal ball’s advice:
Polish those voting booths for two thousand and eight
Great changes are coming
Just you wait
You’ll get knocked from your high horse
Cursed for changing the course of history to include
Alluring the poor into war
While Halliburton drinks martinis by the bloody seashores
Of a new Middle East
Where new ballot boxes can appear innocuous
Until low and behold, it’s a Middle Eastern O-Hi-Ho