Kevlar Blankets for the Indians

No one had the courage
to sign up and fight the Patriot Act.
Time to give Kevlar blankets to the Indians.

No one had the courage
to apply their damn rights.
They just took the deal.

No one had the courage
to stay awake and wail
as the moon waned in the night.

No one had the courage
to light my cigarette and blow
the smoke right back at my face.

No one had the courage
to step off the grid with King Lud.
No one had the courage to say "No code! No way!"

No one had the courage
to faith-leap into the mythic abyss,
nor to stare into the eye in the sky with pity.

One had the courage to try ...
Another had the courage to lie ... then ...
one tried and tried and tired ... and then ...

Dear friends, this IS the end! But end fear.
No one needs to care if the sun's tongue will lick
the world clean of green carpets with steam;
nor will they tussel over
Kevlar coats & hats & blankets within the year:

As long as we are One with the Creator
all else is ash turning to cloud, turning to rain,
turning to seed ...