A Poem About an Old Prison Man

Waiting on death row

People coming in overalls

Taking me to the gas chamber

Scuffling of feet

They took him down the hallway

Feeling everyone's heartbeat

The central control of the soul

Batons and reto-tons

Ingrown toenails

One time all around you

All round you, bump-bump

Save my air, save my air

My air, my air

Air, water, trees

Machines eating the night

Energy moving

Nuclear fires

Burning reactors at my gate

Fires of hell are burning

Come home

Can you see?

Can you say?

That you say

That you really love this place?