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Saturday, January 28, 2023

28 GOODYEARS BEFORE A HUNDRED WARS IN THE GHETTO 'MERIKA #WhackedToBACKEE

THREE WAR DRAGONS FLYING & DYING

Minimum of the wages, to war without a battle, to be or not to be extinct in bee hive's honey
On the points there are stabbings of the things that bleed out in five minutes of moon-sun tea
Asked me if I wanted the belt to teach me to be obedient to the direct orders of the superior dog
In the hunt where the cats all go for the scraps left over by the hunters of prey, pure gogmagog.

In a whirlwind, a maelstrom of atomic electrons, neutrons and protons pretend to be the gods' ilk
All they ever wanted was to be alive on Earth, to pay restitution for the myriad of invalidated milk
From the teats of mothers who didn't even know their fathers or brothers, nor their own egg-semen
Nobody saw it coming right out of the blue, actually pitch black, lookin' like a trap for evil, live men.

Interest over a hundred percent in the ways and means of the committees that come down hard
On the babies abused and their offspring idiots who toe the line, follow the rules of the holy bard
Wrote the bible and the encyclopedias of the wisdom and knowledge of terrestrial animation's kill
For the food and drink at the party, all you get is what you bring and share, take an LSD acid pill.

Theree's a disconnect from the engine that drives the motion of the ocean's sand forward & back
Gods above or below are a #NoShow for the end of the dream when eyes bleed consciousness' sack
Who you were and always will have been is the bag of bones' in body, in soul, for you to get to know
Leaving it behind once you immerse your modem into the time and space of a pointed, cupid arrow.

It is done, all at once or little by little where nobody notices anything, as a blinded third eye does
No black lights or neon mutations of photons are left over as the Void becomes everything's fuzz
Dreamland in your & my heads, ends in a fade away shot at the end of the game, no harm or foul
Green, red & orange between the black and blue of the Void, the One, inside your mind, I'm a doll!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, Janvier XXVIIIth, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 666 AMPST

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.


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