TO FIX THE WORLD'S PROBLEMS

if you are a false matriarch or false patriarch
move your irritating presence to pluto

(and i do mean
go be a
fictitious flea
on the backside
a fictitious dog)

lost in its tracks, found in time

forgot Yesterday was it's own
confounded by the challenge
of Today's unavoidable adventure

Tomorrow holds the promise
of dreams now i am awake
BLUES taking Monday to an unmarked grave