Bad Stuff

Breach of Trust
By GC SMITH

dere a chasm ‘tween bayou folk an’ da bigshots
an’ dat breach run deep as da Gulf waters
where da Horizon rig done blow up

dat Gulf o’ Mexico
be where our livelihood is
wit’ da shrimp, da fish, an’ yeah, wit’ da black gold

da gubmint doan know what to do
da oil company ain’t helpin’ much
da Bayou folk just takin’ it on da chin again

da marsh, she dyin’
da pelican, da egret, da gator
dey all slick wit’ oil

beaucoup glob o’ dat goo
coat da green salt grasses
turn ‘em all ugly dead

containment booms ain’ working so good
flyovers by corporate big shots ain' da answer
da President yellin’ ‘bout ass kickin’ ain’ nuttin’

dey all tawk ‘bout clampin da blowout preventer, ‘bout top kills,
junk shots, concrete boxes, an’ all manner or stuff dat doan work
while dat black gold keeps on spewin’ from a mile down

we ain’ engineers, an’ we ain’ bureaucrats
we plain folk --we fishers, shrimpers, oilmen
we know da waters, da bayous, an’ da marshes

get dem relief wells drilled,
give us da wherewithal dat we need,
den get outta da way --we’ll clean up