Too Big To Fail? Poem by Dave SmithWhite

Did I see the sun, retrace it's steps,
From noontime back to morning?
Did it rise triumphant, from the west,
And trump mere physics, scorning?
Did I see the sun, fall from the clouds,
And splashdown, in the ocean?
And if there's a doubt, that it went out,
I know no other notion.

Some say that I am balmy.
Others that I'm mad.
But I've seen the Dark Star's army,
And to further horrors add:
The camps are for detention,
As the trickle becomes a flood,
When the class of 'unte-menschen',
Are cleansed by iron and blood!

Did I see the moon, slip 'neath the depths,
And rest upon the bottom?
Did I see the goons and all the chaps,
Exhibit pythons 'cause they got 'em?
Did I see them spike, did I see them plunge,
From their solemn edifice of exotic sponge,
While sellers hawked the toxic grunge,
And weathered threats to themselves, expunged,
As too big to fail!

Too big to fail? We're all too big to fail!
Like Humpty-Dumpty, that liberal egg,
He's soft on top and stands no leg,
And we'd like to pull him down a peg,
Put aside his sunny-side and beg,
That he's too big to fail!

Too big to fail? We're all too big to fail!
Like Alice in her Wonderland;
Who sought escape from drear and bland,
Down rabbit holes where minds expand.
Or inhabit souls of feral pale,
Of grinning cats and cool females.
But saw no flaw when the palace door was slammed,
On her by the crazy queens of sham.
For even clueless children understand,
That the powers of malice and bluff demand,
A callous and a ruthless plan,
Contingent on the greed of man,
And all that this entail...

Too big to fail? We're all too big to fail!