SILVER, GOLD, DIAMOND-DUST H2O, TRIPPIN' TRINITY!
Nothing is alive, there's no such creation that is a fairy, it's a fictional tool, pretend I'm a demigod
As if there's any moral imperative or ten commandments, ethics of the good, the bad & the ugly
Like you were the day you were thrust from the womb, always dark, never lit any fire in my blood
Mongrels and pedigreed merge for the return back to the origin, nothing at all to see here silly!
A climb and a swim, it's all good in the middle of the Springtime, on Hawaii's hot, emerald Ku'uai
If you don't believe me, I don't care but if you believe me, you'll see the clear light of a king's sky
No need or desire to go beyond the pale so just back off of the starting line, ready, get it set son
Around the last bend, in the backstretch and across the finish line, winner in a race of only one.
In trouble or not, you have to sleep and you have to be happy or else you'll dive into the red dirt
Muddy flowed bigger than I thought, riverbends erased for the raging current, a Mississippi hurt
Running from the angels and assuming that the natural Cosmic Void is all there is, gods are dead
Used to be one, than the many began, one star blown to smithereens, planets of divinity's dread.
More questions asked by the Many, praying to the One & becoming the Many ad infinitum pages
Divinity admits nothing, humanity deflects blame to the others including divinity, kiddies in cages
Hold your illicit genetic malfunction in check, no foolin' around married or single, population stop
Lies to kill the Word from the tower of Babel to the citadel of red barns, on to the boss hog slop.
Censor the thoughts that nobody can think or else the thoughts will bring down the gang's bang
Civilized in the muck and mire because there was no choice, children from foreign countries hang
In the fenced in joints in south Texas, what about the POPE, where's PAPA? Bangin' the boards?
Kids sent by their mothers who knew that there was only one way to save them from warlords.
Father, son, ghostly trinity somehow creates a human female from nothing? A miracle of stink
Now we're here, ready to be happy and avoid pain & suffering, avoid sadness & perpetual strife
Social justice and economic justice are two ideas that kill the Word and devolve the genomic ink
Quickly figure the resolution to survive on this mighty dirt ball's orbital path, Earth's a risky life.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, March 24th, 2021 Anno Domini #RUSHequaledTimeInSpace
{ I drafted this piece with nothing between my ears, an empty head-full of cryptic poppycock
translated into the Fire, the Word random yet germaine listenin' to @TommyCastro #BigSistersRadio on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/pRbyC-K8-5A }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
As if there's any moral imperative or ten commandments, ethics of the good, the bad & the ugly
Like you were the day you were thrust from the womb, always dark, never lit any fire in my blood
Mongrels and pedigreed merge for the return back to the origin, nothing at all to see here silly!
A climb and a swim, it's all good in the middle of the Springtime, on Hawaii's hot, emerald Ku'uai
If you don't believe me, I don't care but if you believe me, you'll see the clear light of a king's sky
No need or desire to go beyond the pale so just back off of the starting line, ready, get it set son
Around the last bend, in the backstretch and across the finish line, winner in a race of only one.
In trouble or not, you have to sleep and you have to be happy or else you'll dive into the red dirt
Muddy flowed bigger than I thought, riverbends erased for the raging current, a Mississippi hurt
Running from the angels and assuming that the natural Cosmic Void is all there is, gods are dead
Used to be one, than the many began, one star blown to smithereens, planets of divinity's dread.
More questions asked by the Many, praying to the One & becoming the Many ad infinitum pages
Divinity admits nothing, humanity deflects blame to the others including divinity, kiddies in cages
Hold your illicit genetic malfunction in check, no foolin' around married or single, population stop
Lies to kill the Word from the tower of Babel to the citadel of red barns, on to the boss hog slop.
Censor the thoughts that nobody can think or else the thoughts will bring down the gang's bang
Civilized in the muck and mire because there was no choice, children from foreign countries hang
In the fenced in joints in south Texas, what about the POPE, where's PAPA? Bangin' the boards?
Kids sent by their mothers who knew that there was only one way to save them from warlords.
Father, son, ghostly trinity somehow creates a human female from nothing? A miracle of stink
Now we're here, ready to be happy and avoid pain & suffering, avoid sadness & perpetual strife
Social justice and economic justice are two ideas that kill the Word and devolve the genomic ink
Quickly figure the resolution to survive on this mighty dirt ball's orbital path, Earth's a risky life.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, March 24th, 2021 Anno Domini #RUSHequaledTimeInSpace
{ I drafted this piece with nothing between my ears, an empty head-full of cryptic poppycock
translated into the Fire, the Word random yet germaine listenin' to @TommyCastro #BigSistersRadio on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/pRbyC-K8-5A }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
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