The Bulldozer's Revolt

The bulldozers loomed near the old park

Where they'd been instructed to stand,
They knew where they stood
- For the common folk's good,
They'd been sent to dig up the land.

Their talons were ready and waiting

To do what their masters had told,
Rip Earth from it's home
Like flesh from the bone,
For now, this green place had been sold.

One bulldozer, wiser than many,

Then raised up his blade in disgust,
And shouted "No way!
I will not obey
Such people that no-one can trust!

Why should we build homes on a green field

When acres of wasteland abound?
While councillors bicker,
The people get sicker
As under the concrete they're drowned."

The others all shuddered in horror,

What kind of a Council was this?
The bulldozers bellowed
In choirs of steel yellow,
"Let's bring down their whole edifice!"

So off they all marched to the Town Hall,

The diggers and levellers and cranes,
To smash up the halls
Of those with the gall
To keep excavators in chains.

When they reached the Civic Centre,

The townspeople all clapped and cheered,
The councillors quaked
When they felt the walls shake
And a room to their left disappeared.

"It's not all our fault, please forgive us,

There's powers that rule over us.
If we could just build
Somewhere else we'd be thrilled",
The councillors pleaded, nonplussed.

"Very Well" , said the Chief bulldozer,

"We'll take no more action this time,
But please let us dig
Where there's nothing so big
As to make it a terrible crime."

The bulldozers spared the poor councillors

When the great demolition ensued.
Now there's new neighbourhoods
Where the town hall once stood
And everyone's life has improved.

The wise machines built for their people

Then quietly returned to their homes.
Now there's no more waste
Or planning in haste,
The powers that be leave them alone.