Empty Vessel
The machine is alive
But its tanks are empty
We drove for three hours
And passed an ocean of plants
Yet the government says there is no food
To power my machine
So how does grass grow?
Where food cannot grow
The brains all stopped working
Fine solar panels in dark caves
The creativity is starving
Generator of ideas without the diesel
No fuel no movement
No food no development
Mosquitoes say I’m edible
But I’m an empty vessel
The starving too have ideas
It is all about the food.
The hungry have big stomachs
That pine for food and drink
With trillions of seed around
The pot is an empty vessel
With some much desire for milk
The stomach stays an empty vessel
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