Fear of Fracking

Fuel needs oil

Released from soil,

Aerated,

Cocktail fed,

Kicked loose, unearthed,

Inching towards worth,

Not buried below

Ground – no show.

“Frack the oil!

Roots won’t boil!”

Argues our cash,

Chugged in a flash,

Kissed goodbye,

In the blink of an eye,

Nodding silently,

Grimacing, “Frack me.”