The Geographic Problematic

It’s the geographic problematic:
we’re emphatic we can’t stay static.
It’s that tragic human magic,
once we think it, got to have it.

We’re the tool makers, the earth shapers;
every advantage we’ve got to takers;
constant innovation we’ve got to makers;
take some grains and now were bakers;
take an ore and make a skyscraper;
when a leaf falls it’s time to rake-ers;
grab a basketball, play on the Lakers;
catch a wild horse and can we break her?
Grind up a rock and fill a salt shaker;
build a boat just to ride her wake-ers;
launch a rocket see where it takes ya;
wheels on shoes and now we’re skaters.

Why aren’t we happy with our nature?
Don’t know who we are, so we try to shape her.
Then we draw a line, say we can’t make her.
It’s not our nature to give more than take,
but I implore for goodness sake
let’s shape ourselves like we shape the nature.

It’s the geographic problematic:
we’re emphatic we can’t stay static.
It’s that tragic human magic,
once we think it, got to have it.

Went from a cave to a hut, a lodge to a cabin;
but from a slave to a rut, a new job we can’t have it.
And the grave that we shut won’t budge if we can’t fathom
it’s be brave that we must to adjust our old habits.

From a brick to drywall, from shingles to siding;
no cozy nitch, now all single-family housing is hiding
among which your own soul won’t mingle, it’s gliding,
lost quick since the whole cul-de-sac’s uninviting.

Can’t pick out your own wall, which house you reside in.
Looks perfect, a cut jewel, no wrinkles–all shining.
Just don’t inspect and look thru to what they are hiding:
the migrants that work to keep the twinkle all shining.
No respect when ICE starts deporting;
good people sent across the national border:
a fake line without any brick and no mortar,
drawn to maintain the whole financial order.

It’s the geographic problematic:
we’re emphatic we can’t stay static.
It’s that tragic human magic,
once we think it, got to have it.

It’s our condition makes us think we need
to change position and fix the breed,
and so our mission turns out to be
to try and make everything perfectly.
But sometimes perfect is right where we be,
and a newer model is just frivolity.
Other times perfect is what used to be,
and we should step back to where we used to be.
But overall we just need to see
an overall purpose for prosperity.
A change just to change will seldom succeed.
It’s not strange that we range from sea to sea;
that the human strain can live happily
in any environment that we please.
We got to aspire to mend our personality,
and live at peace with geography.

It’s the geographic problematic:
We’re emphatic we can’t stay static.
It’s that tragic human magic,
once we think it, got to have it.

It’s a free-rider problem and you’re the maverick.
It’s the Prisoner’s Dilemma; can’t beat the average.
Our Programmed minds can’t see the picture,
and bigger pockets come feed us scripture.
When you turn a cheek, they turn a profit,
say a blessing, and thank the prophet.
They want it to be like when you leave the theater:
A blinding light makes you a believer.
Without your sight it’s easier to deceive you;
No matinee prices, it always costs to see her.
They’ve got you playing follow the leader.
They’re the shepherd, hope you’re a breeder.
Otherwise come slaughter they’re going to bleed you,
Chop your meat, tenderize, and knead you.
At least if your Jewish, a Rabi will clean you.
Either way, they’ll use you as a feeder.
Make you feel bad until Christmas is nearer.
Buy away your sins because the sale is a clearance;
Ho-ho-ho it’s holiday spirit.
Take another loan, or you’re gonna hear it.
Teach your children that a toy will heal it,
But buying more things won’t heal your spirit.

It’s the geographic problematic:
We’re emphatic we can’t stay static.
It’s that tragic human magic,
once we think it, got to have it.

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