Ain't No Road At All

Ain’t No Road At All

©2009

by:

John McCullough

Sometimes the road less traveled is a river

Sometimes the road less traveled is a boat out on the ocean

Sometimes the road less traveled is no more than a trail

Sometimes the road less traveled is the wind

In the year 2010, in the land of the free

America was dying from a fatal case of greed

Commerce did not flow down rivers and highways

It flowed down copper and fiber, on a one way trip to hell

Obama was our savior, good for families and labor

But there were discrepancies between his words and his behavior

In the midst of our disaster, he bowed down to his master

He sold out his supporters to the highest bidder

Uncle Tom has sold out again

He ain’t no JFK, and he ain’t no fucking Lincoln

Pigmentation will be his only distinction

Quid Pro Quo his claim to fame

When history misspells his name

Martin Luther King, Jr. would roll over in his grave

If he knew the first African-American president in American history was a corporate slave