When I first learned the word ‘base,’ I though that it meant
As Webster had defined it. I was but a child.
So, I could not have known that most words do evolve
And grow new layers of meaning for some folks to solve.
How does such a benign word become so reviled
By the bulk of the nation? Why such strong dissent?

Just what is this new meaning revived from the old
Black and white ways of going about the business
Of preparing the basement for some future war?
Does this new base support something most would abhor?
Helter-skelter a bomb shelter folds under stress
While upholding a structure who’s foreign controlled.

One may get to the base if one falls through the hole
In the floor of the living room. Yet, once down there
One can see all the clutter and filth and take heed
That we come to our senses and realize the need
To replace most our leaders with those who will care
For the base of the whole nation… heart, mind and soul.