#InvokeTheFifth #DrinkAFifth #FifthAvenueSmack #GreatLakeSonOfCisco #ThisMeansWAR

ONE LONG GREAT LAKE RUN FROM #LSD TO HARLEM AV
Keepin' the beat to the rhythm and rhymes of the boogie woogie ain't easy when dead
So, pump up the serial success since you & I are the rising atoms of the superstar, Zeus
All you know and will ever find out about is here and now, present in the loins of a son
Of the infants and the defective human beings who procreate the essence of extinction.

It's as good as it gets when it's over, you get no second chances, it's all one & then done
Nothing you can say about it, it's the nature of this beast you occupy, air, land & the sea
Underground or in the outer space between the planets, moons and other burning gas
Consolidated into the gravitational collapse in utero, it's all finished except for the past.

Future will never be the Present if you expire the dream before it's time, no worries too
It won't make a difference to Mr. Sandman who won't bring you any dreams any longer
You will wake up even if you don't like it and want to use magic to cancel culture, I fear
Bag of tricks that are just a slight of hand and a diversion from the obvious, love is blue.

Around the soft outback and even right through the front iron gate, it's smokin' hot scat
Fished the lake until the swimming in a sewer of millions of wasted, a digested dirty rat
Time out and never wake up after that last night of layin' down on the pillow of feathers, gadfly
Up to the hilt where it can't go any further except piercing to the other side, twilight zone, I die.

Walked through and around the parks full of caskets buried four feet down below smoked grass
Headstones above and below the ground, across the avenue from the workin' stiffs still alive
Paid the piper cost after all it was 'pied' and there's no more cherry pie, do what you gotta do
Fruit of the vine will be the liquid spirit to make you laugh, cry, misunderstand and fight too.

After the post education, there's a tour of duty with a duration from a week to thirty years
In between your soul and the door of perception's broken window, there's a key to the Way
Way being the ultimate goal of every single living human of any continent's group of tweegers
Never give up, ignorance hurts those who would snuff fire out with their fingers, flame-on day.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Tuesday, May 18th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1555 hours
{ Drafted in a heartbeat listenin' to myself, deep down into the bowels of the genome!  Ouch! }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?