a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Friday, January 28, 2011

Chemtrails and FEMA Bunkers

Future's not looking bright
Counting all our bullets
And stockpiling lots of lights.

Formations are flying
Is that chemicals they drop?
Wonder what frequency
Will make this life stop.

You Tube talks of terrors
Our government has planned
Will we be eliminated
Every last woman, child and man?

What race will replace us
Or will we dig underground
Rebels in our own land
To be sought with guns and hounds.

Gas prices are shooting skyward
As are groceries and other goods
Where is all this leading
Shall we run to hide in the woods?

15 comments:

T. Powell Coltrin said...

The future does sound grim at times. You better keep those woods, you might need them.

Just Plain Tired said...

It'll be interesting to see how this year pans out. One day it looks like we'll be okay, the next, not so much.

Nancy said...

Sometimes, it gets to be too much, doesn't it?

That's when I head outside and take a long walk.

Irene said...

If you think too far ahead of yourself, it can get scary. You have to assume that there will be solutions.

the canned quilter said...

Pretty scary stuff!

Jules said...

And I thought I was having a dreary Friday. I did buy extra ammo last week, it is scary.
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow

Silliyak said...

Step away from the TV. At least until you feel better.

Susan Anderson said...

Sometimes it does seem like a good idea to just duck and cover.

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PS. Enjoyed your poem!

Judy said...

Let's hope the woods are still there when you need them...I found a cool site that sells food that lasts forever to store in your shelter...

DesertHen said...

Fantastic poem!

Happy Friday to ya!

C-ingspots said...

I have faith that our world is definitely going down the tubes!!! We ain't gonna stop it sister, so best pray about everything and worry about nothing!!! Sometimes...it's easier said than done. :)

Rising Rainbow said...

Sounds like a pretty heavy Friday to me. I try to keep the faith and head to the barn when I get like this.

Nezzy (Cow Patty Surprise) said...

Oh, I thought that's what we were doin'!!! Heeehehehe :o)

Great poem but I have to ask...what the heck did ya eat before goin' to bed last night???

Have a great weekend and if your lucky...ya won't need that extra ammo.

Wsprsweetly Of Cottages said...

I have to agree with Nezzy...great poem...
I am making myself keep a positive attitude about the year ahead...mostly if I can just live through it...and have Howard another year.
No, my heads not in the sand..but if I think too much I'll go nuts!
Love ya, Gail!!

Yaya' s Home said...

Outstanding! What a joy it must be to write an' take pictures, when you have talents like that.

~ Yaya

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