Halo Boy's War Farm
by Nevada Kerr

Halo boy sweats fire
On the land his robot farms

He clears a space to self destruct
He builds his house
By a rainbow

His old war money
Gets him nowhere
His love is blind
His hope is sick

Halo boy forgets
To keep his grudges
He breast feeds
The best of flaws
And settles feuds
By tearing flags

He picks a bluff
And takes his time
Cradling nonsense
On the farm

When godly hard things
Turn to love
And numbered seeds
Are known by heart
Halo boy goes to bed
Discharging poisons
In his sleep

He milked the parts
Milked from fear
Daddy's bible words
Were tongue in cheek
A white sorcerer's truth
No computer could back

Halo boy's cheap war games
Shattered the nation's
Factory spirit

Written by Nevada Kerr
12th January 2002.