The Milkmen of Freedom
A political satire poem by A. Hunter Jarvis


In a land that we all know,
Lived a million folks, or so

They all had jobs, and did them well,
But the most important one I’ll tell,

The Milkmen, they were best, and why?
Because they brought the milk supply!

Everybody there needed milk, you see.
The liquid was the silk, that made them free,

Silk that is, because they say,
When you drink it down, it feels that way.

The milkmen not only gave the stuff,
But they protected it from the rough.

The milkmen’s enemies detested the drink,
They tried when they could, to destroy it, I think.

One day the villains attacked a storehouse,
They poured out the milk, every ounce.

The milkmen went to defend their neighbor’s stores,
Because they knew the crooks would come for more.

But many folks in the town we know,
Blindly shouted out, “Don’t go!”

The milkmen couldn’t understand,
They said, “Someone’s threatening our land.”

Then the milkmen went to fight,
For many days and many nights.

The people back at home complained.
“The people over there are to blame.”

“Fight them off from our homeland!”
“Defend our borders, like we planned.”

In a letter from afar,
The milkmen said, “Are problems are…”

“…The blindness so you cannot see,”
“This fight controls our destiny.”

“We hold the milk and we must help,”
“Those who cannot help themselves.”

“Why do you give us so much grief,”
“When we are giving you relief.”

“We must protect all our freedom’s now,”
“We can’t wait ‘till the bad guys come around.”




Authors note: This satire reefers to the American public’s lack of cooperation in events that will keep us safe, namely the war overseas. The milk is freedom, the milkmen are our armed forces.