NO MATTER

  

Oh, who will trust a poet—

No matter how he pleads

That his poetic musings

Are just what you may need?

 

You trust the man of science,

For he can show the way

That flies can walk on water

And ride upon the waves.

 

We all can trust our bankers,

As long as our accounts

Are yielding compound interest—

No room for any doubt.

 

A doctor writes prescriptions

When illness takes its toll.

Pick up your bed and walk now—

Your faith has made you whole.

 

But who can trust a hoodlum

Who serves the Fascist side

As lawman for the lawless?

Yes, everyone must hide

 

From one who follows orders

To terrorize or kill

Without a qualm or question,

Without a pang of guilt.

 

All people who resist him

Will stagger from his gun,

No matter what they stand for—

No matter if they run.

 

And should you disbelieve this,

And trust him to do right

No matter what the wrong is,

Why not step in his sights?