Wake Up, Little Snoozie

Sleeping Beauty (a hopeful fairy tale)

by W. Christopher Epler

A beautiful county was once bewitched into a deep, deep sleep.

Then her spacious skies and purple mountain majesties were polluted and raped by corporate, Texan dragons of greed. Her fruited plains and amber waves of grain were bled dry by Bush/Saudi greed vampires who wouldn't know what a plow or furrow looked like if they stumbled over one while shooting friends in the face while duck hunting in the deadly Swamps of Cheneyburton.

And forget the crown of brotherhood from sea to shining sea, since the Christian Fundamentalists hated everyone. Captain Insecticide (a former killer of bugs), said don't Delay, we know the way, while the usurper King sold the country's soul to a neocon lobby which is now captaining America's Ship of State -- but NOT for the well being and national security of the United States of America.

The spinner magicians tried their best to keep the Prince of Truth from kissing the Sleeping Beauty. Their thorns were everywhere and many knights lost their way in the mists of Judas media.

However, very gradually reality rain washed and nourished the land and after many kisses from the more courageous knights, the Sleeping Beauty is finally awakening and some day soon will sing America the Beautiful.