What Would Abbie Hoffman Do?
by John Kendall Hawkins
He'd commandeer a blackhawk
full of pallets of hard cold indifferent cash
just back from a tour of rack or ran or vietghan
and let it rain down rain, rain, rain
down on the masses of the inner city burbs
be like his old wall street balcony days
pork snorklers in the trough below wilding for dollar bills
(not all of them were counterfeit)
a hard cash rain is gonna fall
full-time job, great pay, lots of bennies
raking in the Leaves of Cash, literally, as old Walt
might say, body gone 'lectric, singing like Jimi
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