VOLODIMIR BARABASH - POET OF OPTIMISM


 

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Seech, Manitoba

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METRIC MADNESS

Pipe the newest tune of madness,
   For this country's citizens,
Who are struck by metric madness...
   Poor and helpless denizens.

Watch those drivers on the highways,
   Ringed with frowns and without smiles,
As they labour how to render
   Kilometers into miles.

On hour housewives show your pity,
   As they ply their daily rounds.
To grams all must be converted.
   No more ounces...no more pounds.

Voice your feelings for the farmers.
   For their daughters and their sons.
They must tabulate in kilos.
   No more bushels...no more tons.

And what about all those tradesmen,
   Carpenters and engineers.
Draughtsmen, chemists and all others.
   For them we should shed our tears.

Teachers, preachers, politicians.
   Printers, newsmen...victims all.
Let us hope this metric fever
    Will not drive us up the wall.



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