Verses On Five People Being Killed By A Falling Package Of Foreign Aid
(inspired by Aid Airdrop Kills Five People In Gaza After Parachute Fails ) When God placed Man upon the earth In days of God knows when He said to love the Lord your God And love your fellow men It’s safe enough to love the Lord In worship or in song The Lord your God is far away And very, very strong But he who loves his fellow man Must careful be, and agile For fellow men are very close And very, very fragile So Mi
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- Published: March 14, 2024
- Source: https://www.astralcodexten.com/p/verses-on-five-people-being-killed
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Concepts
- Palestinians (3 mentions)
- Judgment Day (1 mentions)
People
- Marx (9 mentions)
- Mao (6 mentions)
- Galton (4 mentions)
- Ehrlich (3 mentions)
- Robespierre (2 mentions)
- Corbusier (1 mentions)
- Kipling (1 mentions)
- Midgley (1 mentions)
Places
- Wall Street (16 mentions)
Full Primary Source Text
(inspired by Aid Airdrop Kills Five People In Gaza After Parachute Fails ) When God placed Man upon the earth In days of God knows when He said to love the Lord your God And love your fellow men It’s safe enough to love the Lord In worship or in song The Lord your God is far away And very, very strong But he who loves his fellow man Must careful be, and agile For fellow men are very close And very, very fragile So Midgley, Marx, and Mao, and more All had their tale to tell They tried to help their fellow men And pushed them into Hell And Galton, Ehrlich, Robespierre Corbusier and Kipling All saw their actions ripple out And worsen in the rippling And every time you throw a coin Into a beggar’s jar The coin could strike the beggar’s face And leave him with a scar And every slice of bread you give To a child starved and broke Could lodge the wrong way in his throat And cause the kid to choke The best laid plans of mice and men Are oft unwisely laid And end with Palestinians Struck dead by falling aid When young, I learned philosophy At many a scholar’s door And all the wisdom that I learned Came down to options four: - To make your heart as hard as stone Like the heart of a machine And sit there supercilious Because your hands are clean - To pet your dog and kiss your kid And call your duty done While far away, the Gazan girls Are dropping one by one - To rush in bright and glorious ‘Neath the golden flag of Good Then apologize at leisure to Men crushed by falling food - Or to creep in like accountants Using gain and loss as anchors As cunning as the serpents And as cold as Wall Street bankers When I was young, I fought among The golden-flagged crusaders But now I’m old, and now I stand Beside the snakes and traders So when my plans go all awry And my name becomes a curse I can say the other option was Eleven utils worse And if upon the Judgment Day God comes to me in wrath I’ll have a PowerPoint prepared To prove I did the math And if, upon the Judgment Day God says my math is wrong I’ll tell Him He is far away And very, very strong But man is very, very close And very, very brittle And we can only do our best Or sit there, noncommital And so we sighed, and multiplied And after that, we prayed For souls of Palestinians Struck dead by falling aid.