THE POWER OF THE DARK LORD

The Dark Lord hates...
Trees, sun-energy and the beauty of nature.
Watch as they uproot the grandfather trees
Replacing them with smoke belching monsters!
Today, the most powerful nation on earth
Uses prehistoric sewage
To build its power and to control our lives.

The armies of the Dark Lord
Have spread out across our planet
Controlling all the sources
Of this ancient, vile, disgusting mess
That is the source of its power.
And we pay ever-increasing prices
In order to burn this
And fill the air with its toxins.

They have huge armies
Of unthinking zombies at their command,
Ready to die to protect
The freedom of Corporate Slavers Inc.
To build and maintain factories all over the world
That pay pennies an hour
No need to import slaves anymore,
Just leave them where they are
And we will simply import
The products of their misery.

A ring of power and illusion to bind them all!
Who best to break that spell
Than the little people
Who wish to live in the Shire.
Break the spell of the Dark Lord.
Stop being a zombie.
Use a living tree next Solstice.
After the Solstice, plant it in the earth.
Get together with other Hobbits
And grow gardens without poisons.
Live simply, so others can simply live!
May your hair fly free in the winds!

Victor C Forsythe