How they cheer so
over the arrival of the pointy brown ball
in to the end zone.

Does this silly ball warrant such cheering?
You would think that all the
hungry American children had all
gotten fed a warm meal in a place
where they felt safe and at home?

Or that all of the crack moms had
put down their vials and turned to
lovingly care for their children?

All the fuss, glitter, and celebration.

Have all the un-adopted babes,
who are now teens,
found homes where they are loved?

Maybe that is what all the fuss is really about?

Maybe a CEO moved a few million,
less that 10% of his salary,
to the payroll department?
Opening up more jobs and
higher wages in his community.

Is that the real reason driving
all of these festivities?

Or have all the farmers decided to
stop poising the ground and the food
that they grow with pesticides and herbicides?

Did the Supreme Court announce that no one,
not even Monsanto, could patent life?

So many smiles! So much exuberance!

It must be that all the world will all sleep
without fear tonight.

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