In pieces I fall
To the Tundra far
below me
To soak into the
ancient soil
The re-kindling of
my realms, both inner and surrounding
I spring forth from
the ground,upright
My shiny buttocks
fresh with vigor
Ready for a decent
pounding
Taking in all of
creation with no need for the barriers that tend to create singular suffocation
Teaching the lessons
that I know to be true wisdom
Setting examples
Re-educating that
beast that they call "society" as it tramps crudely over the
living
A blind fury
Everything twisted
upside down because of that insistent little pain in the ass that sits in the
back of our minds who never ceases to make us think that we are in a hurry
That ghost that
lives in our heads that thinks its clairvoyant
Speaking fragmented
truths that further rely upon the voice of their shadow
They all sit on the
sidelines snacking on Cracker Jacks watching our race steadily declining as if
its entertaining
Wasted time when the
body remains idle
A clear gateway that
lands us in puddles of impure idolatry
When the populace
becomes shattered by egocentrics that are produced in mass proportions
The government that
is the media that is reality
A convoluted,
abstract tapestry that becomes a global veil that the upper echelon hides
under, barking out dedications of blasphemy
Mother Nature, the
root of all mortal sin
The mortality that
bluntly escalated the punishment with its depth
Orchestrated by
mindless puppets who sit around yanking their own foul strings
Tomorrow freedom
rings the bells of what most consider to be taboo
The stroke of
midnight at every Watch Tower heard in one final moment
spent in the throngs
of synchronicity
Now come all of the
demons that fools have already enchanted
Wishes
whispered upon the breath of chaos will, like all the others be eventually
granted.,,...
