Why should I wash out this can?
How much good is a recycling plan?
Should I wash out this jar?
It seems kind of bizarre,
With the shit shortly hitting the fan.
Pumps in the mountains lift rain,
Soap’s produced, shipped via train...
I stand at the sink,
And think on the brink,
While tap water pours down the drain.
Recyling is noble and true,
It’s guidance for now that we’re through:
There’s less use of might
To abuse all in sight
When it gives people something to do.