Poem... If You Want to Sell Me Something, Sell Me Hope...

["All Along the Watchtower" [Bob Dylan]; You Tube; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OqutXNkBD3o ]

"If You Want to Sell Me Something, Sell Me Hope..."

If only "Humpty Dumpty"
Had been made of steel
Dent proof,
Rust proof,
"Built to last..."
Programmed to think and feel...
And rotate on his axis
If a twig snapped in the bush...
Poor old egg, unseemingly..
Reduced to so much mush..

Dylan's "Watchtower"
Could have used a guard
That could rotate on a whim...
To catch the view, not just in front,
But from in back of him
Where history teaches lessons...
And science provides facts...
That would either keep us on
A saner path...
Or stop us in our tracks.

Riders approaching from the front...
Yeah, Dylan covered that.
But looking at the world one way
Does not protect one's back...

I have long suspected
That both "Humpty" and Dylan
Were pushed...
Beyond the realm of reason
By shadows in the bush...

Was the rescue squad
A clean up squad?
Sent forth to scew the clues...

Did the big cat cry at another lie?

Did the egg not pay his dues?

Bow at the temple of Mammon?
Dedicate his life to greed?

Did Dylan weep?  I wonder...

Did "Humpty Dumpty" bleed?

What happens when one wanders
Too close to time and truth?
Does the world say, "Wow man, thank you..."
Or, does the world prepare a noose?

Hope is in your left hand...
Terror is in your right...
Armegeddon just a prophecy...
That could use a little light.

Because WE create
And WE destroy
As we walk our paths in life...

And whether "saved" or "damned"
An honest man...

Will not give up the fight.

c / NS [Rough Draft]

["Song - Humpty Dumpty"; You Tube; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RJHsk_hengU ]