As I ate my pancakes this morning,
I thought
In the nineteen eighties there was a big scare about
Bombs
That maybe
One would set the world ablaze with an apocalypse
(I lived in Canada
On a farm
And i think i remember the tv being on
And having military on screen
We didn't watch much tv
It might have been cuba
As my mother folded laundry
In the farmhouse)
I had Maple syrup on my pancakes today
I remember the scares
Terror
Death
Kids stay inside
I remember the turn of the century
Bunker down
They said
Even though nothing happened
Not to say that nothing has
They say that our society is consumeristic
It's probably more so than the history of mankind put together
But then again
We have technology
Improving moving
Plastics and oil. Computers and landfills.
I don't begrudge
It's just
I had maple syrup on my pancakes.
There are men that we are told to be afraid of
Or men that we're supposed to hate
Or races that we're supposed to dissengage with
Or sects who we disregard.
I'm not proposing much
Its just,
I had maple syrup this morning
Be careful or your frail body will fall victim to danger
Stay under the shelter of your knowledge
I hear the president has an "end the world now" button
In his office
And that the Pope has a direct phone line to God
I hear that DNA has been mapped by supercomputers
and that someone cloned a sheep
But I sit back
And have to laugh
Because i have maple syrup on my pancakes.
