SPIRITS' #USEofFORCE JUST LIKE YOURS & MINE
There is a reason for my madness but it's not gonna require a gag over my mouth, therefore I am
Runnin' the dozens through graveyards of brick-layed alleys full of garbage cans of weed grams
Mothers and fathers tried to pass the personal checks as rubber balls up against a stonewall dam
Contact with your eyes and your senselessness causes the death of your spirit's kickin' grape jams.
Monkeys visit your family's genetic inheritance & look like you but they're innocent, without guilt
Who said that the devil's in the metal? Nobody, I just heard the phrase a moment ago, idiot built
Morons & imbeciles will blow our minds daily, 24/7/365 & you can bet your bottom dollar fleece
Conquered Ones who hated each other, stopped killing animals, starved to death, War is Peace.
Jock straps full of DNA that will either be the harbinger of survival or extinction, signs in pieces
In the mortality of the original venial sins, the species mutated the meaning of substance's forms
What this means, to be a man or a woman on Earth, we're no angels, probably not demon worms
Cancel culture and the meaning of why you were born, why you will die, dream about Ends, finis.
Animal farms are allowing the animals to live and die as it should be, murder isn't incorporated
Not up here in the hills nor down in the valleys, coast to coast, we're comin' & we're pullin' puff
From the mother's womb of emptiness and into the realm of the twilight zone of cosmic starstuff
Lost minds and lost wages all gone, deep down the vortex, back to pop's place, fool #UpTheHill.
Conceptual analysis yields empty sets of Void neutrinos, exempt atoms & Eves, above, so below
I will knock your teeth out of your mouth if you speak words you shouldn't even think in Time
Troublemaking is easy and so is the peace that comes after the trouble has dissipated into Space
Eyes closed, asleep, dreaming, awakened before I got Earth wet, she bled the red out of my face.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. 1:11 PMPST Tuesday, May XXVth, MMXXI Anno Domini
{ Drafted listenin' to @MarshallTuckerBand #HITS @ }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
There is a reason for my madness but it's not gonna require a gag over my mouth, therefore I am
Runnin' the dozens through graveyards of brick-layed alleys full of garbage cans of weed grams
Mothers and fathers tried to pass the personal checks as rubber balls up against a stonewall dam
Contact with your eyes and your senselessness causes the death of your spirit's kickin' grape jams.
Monkeys visit your family's genetic inheritance & look like you but they're innocent, without guilt
Who said that the devil's in the metal? Nobody, I just heard the phrase a moment ago, idiot built
Morons & imbeciles will blow our minds daily, 24/7/365 & you can bet your bottom dollar fleece
Conquered Ones who hated each other, stopped killing animals, starved to death, War is Peace.
Jock straps full of DNA that will either be the harbinger of survival or extinction, signs in pieces
In the mortality of the original venial sins, the species mutated the meaning of substance's forms
What this means, to be a man or a woman on Earth, we're no angels, probably not demon worms
Cancel culture and the meaning of why you were born, why you will die, dream about Ends, finis.
Animal farms are allowing the animals to live and die as it should be, murder isn't incorporated
Not up here in the hills nor down in the valleys, coast to coast, we're comin' & we're pullin' puff
From the mother's womb of emptiness and into the realm of the twilight zone of cosmic starstuff
Lost minds and lost wages all gone, deep down the vortex, back to pop's place, fool #UpTheHill.
Conceptual analysis yields empty sets of Void neutrinos, exempt atoms & Eves, above, so below
I will knock your teeth out of your mouth if you speak words you shouldn't even think in Time
Troublemaking is easy and so is the peace that comes after the trouble has dissipated into Space
Eyes closed, asleep, dreaming, awakened before I got Earth wet, she bled the red out of my face.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. 1:11 PMPST Tuesday, May XXVth, MMXXI Anno Domini
{ Drafted listenin' to @MarshallTuckerBand #HITS @ }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
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