GETTING AHEAD OF BEING FOOD, ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE DEATH
Just like every other day and night of our lives, this day & night will be gone to hell
We will all meet that identical fate of our predeceased ancestral inheritance gold
Silver bullets inside and outside of the body of the men, they’re all just so GD old
Mothers left those soldiers in the pits with the idiots & morons they love so well.
Identification of the unknown is the first step to the knowledge of the power in It
Unknown to the idiots and morons, if you’re not one then forget about it, bet chit
On the pot, raise the bets, all in for the final call, it’s a royal flush or four aces’ GIN
Rummy or a dummy playin’ the 52 or a 48 card deck, keepin’ the score of Shogun.
Warriors with swords, knifes, gunpowder, poison and firearms of antibody troops
Sons and daughters of men and women who follow the law, all facts of life’s stoop
Mugs of your head, containers of your liquid, flavor colored teat milk or water too
All concocted for the thirst of being all too humane, a funk of airless, drought goo.
One to the Many, All for One & One for All, a musketeer candy bar, smooth as silk
Strict mother and father got me ready for the days after they left the planet alive
Stronger than death, they are awake with live angels and immortal do-rag gangs
Taking what you can’t, clothes, friends, mates, charge park cars, boys’ overhang.
Bills & the payments due are all paid in full, got no debt to any except the reaper
Tried to deal with the devil but the invisible spirits appear as the dead do, to me
Yet to you, you pray to dead ancestors and saviors of your ilk but it ain’t my thing
Hey man, hold on to your hats, it’s all about Women, how they feel, good lookin’.
All in your own due time, it’s a spatial neglect requirement to waterfall at the dam
Giving and taking everything in eyesight, all you can handle and keep safe at home
Without weapons, all you’ve got is feet & hands, so Evil life is here to cut ‘em off
Guillotine heads, just the basket cases to be buried, perishing the thoughts, I am.
I ran with bulls and the scat of mankind, memorized the empty, holy vacuum hole
Slipped into that darkness both before and after @WAR, a thing, my thing, my role
To see inside of the hole, at the center where nothing is, drank bad whiskey & rye
Smoked Mary, she let me pet her slowly, she jumped my bones, man, that’s no lie.
Here’s the rest of the word salad before the entrée and desert you’ve never tasted
Junk in the rear end or backside of the trailer park, city suburban blast of the dead
Going and gone nowhere, came out of nowhere so there’s an understanding there
You can’t go somewhere with nowhere to go, I know, you know it, God don’t care!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi, April XXIX (29th) MMXXiii Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST
{ Grass grown high, it’s a 1969 graduation, 1974 discharge, a UFO in flight, #ToGo …Jacked this up while jammin’ to @WARtheBand #SpillTheWine LIVE LINK @ https://youtu.be/NCn7uXElnH0 }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
Just like every other day and night of our lives, this day & night will be gone to hell
We will all meet that identical fate of our predeceased ancestral inheritance gold
Silver bullets inside and outside of the body of the men, they’re all just so GD old
Mothers left those soldiers in the pits with the idiots & morons they love so well.
Identification of the unknown is the first step to the knowledge of the power in It
Unknown to the idiots and morons, if you’re not one then forget about it, bet chit
On the pot, raise the bets, all in for the final call, it’s a royal flush or four aces’ GIN
Rummy or a dummy playin’ the 52 or a 48 card deck, keepin’ the score of Shogun.
Warriors with swords, knifes, gunpowder, poison and firearms of antibody troops
Sons and daughters of men and women who follow the law, all facts of life’s stoop
Mugs of your head, containers of your liquid, flavor colored teat milk or water too
All concocted for the thirst of being all too humane, a funk of airless, drought goo.
One to the Many, All for One & One for All, a musketeer candy bar, smooth as silk
Strict mother and father got me ready for the days after they left the planet alive
Stronger than death, they are awake with live angels and immortal do-rag gangs
Taking what you can’t, clothes, friends, mates, charge park cars, boys’ overhang.
Bills & the payments due are all paid in full, got no debt to any except the reaper
Tried to deal with the devil but the invisible spirits appear as the dead do, to me
Yet to you, you pray to dead ancestors and saviors of your ilk but it ain’t my thing
Hey man, hold on to your hats, it’s all about Women, how they feel, good lookin’.
All in your own due time, it’s a spatial neglect requirement to waterfall at the dam
Giving and taking everything in eyesight, all you can handle and keep safe at home
Without weapons, all you’ve got is feet & hands, so Evil life is here to cut ‘em off
Guillotine heads, just the basket cases to be buried, perishing the thoughts, I am.
I ran with bulls and the scat of mankind, memorized the empty, holy vacuum hole
Slipped into that darkness both before and after @WAR, a thing, my thing, my role
To see inside of the hole, at the center where nothing is, drank bad whiskey & rye
Smoked Mary, she let me pet her slowly, she jumped my bones, man, that’s no lie.
Here’s the rest of the word salad before the entrée and desert you’ve never tasted
Junk in the rear end or backside of the trailer park, city suburban blast of the dead
Going and gone nowhere, came out of nowhere so there’s an understanding there
You can’t go somewhere with nowhere to go, I know, you know it, God don’t care!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi, April XXIX (29th) MMXXiii Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST
{ Grass grown high, it’s a 1969 graduation, 1974 discharge, a UFO in flight, #ToGo …Jacked this up while jammin’ to @WARtheBand #SpillTheWine LIVE LINK @ https://youtu.be/NCn7uXElnH0 }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
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