Negotiating With the Lambs

fearing a life under the whip
fearing going hungry even when it's sunny
even when the harvests are bountiful and piled up in the barn.

A fear of many
fear of gluttons who push the buttons
to leverage their stock options and pamper platitudes that got picked up in the classroom.


So now staring down the Apocolypse
we bought it so we got to consume it
Remodelling the thoughts that move the fingers that do the digging and the capping of any and all liquids.
See the faces going ga ga over the gushes
And why not, we all need rushes.


Especially the defenseless using hunting rifles and sometimes throwing rocks against Hellfire
propulsions.
The defenseless using common courtesy while the legal departments shoot off bursts of logic about as original as the mind of a lion that won't go limp when negotiating with the lambs.