I whish to be up
honey in my tea; "No salt"
can't Rant in haiku


Do what brings joy
constitutional joy search
skip joyless oil wars


the King has no clothes
can solve visioble problems
not invisible


Unity, our strength
Group Think, our oxymoron
Taod the party line


heads out of the sand
willing to fix what's broken
our works; salvation


My money Bombs kids
King Oil George needs his oil wars
My non-oil commute


Hope they don't kill it
Power mad, crazy fools run it.
I love my country


Search, Utopia
Fly above our trobled times
Rise above our greed.