Four in a row, four in a row
Creep where the toxins overflow,                 
From chemicals that ooze below    
Just gargoyles from the undertow       
No cattle, wheat or rye.  
Three in a row, three in a row
Sleep where the poison rivers flow,
Breath softly as the tumours grow
No scar so friends will never know
 
Your fearful lullaby.   
 
Two in a row, two in a row
Still learning less and thinking
slow,     
Don't ask again but watch the
show  
Prime time your daily mind tableau  
Don't ever question why?   
One in a row, one in a row
Wrapped in your
faith but even so  
No miracle will save you
though    
The world is blinded to your
woe    
And deafened to your cry. 
Copyright© Alan Gilbert 2012.

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