HOMERS ALL LIVING ALONE WITHOUT THE FREEDOM FROM PHILLY
All the life I've been granted to choose the good old life, like my bizarre, fake reality
A bit of irony it is, I've got one, you've got one, we all had one, the gods' land & sea
Pity courage comin' down from the heroes who save the days & nights of no true love
Gift of an Indian Giver, took the land, chopped trees down for a casino above you all.
Shine the reflection into the morass of bubbles, pity the fool who reflects hot smoke
It's all there is after the fire burns it down to the ground, buildings dust, heart stroke
Keepin' you in mind when you're dyin' of bad water's air, all there is without a prayer
Command center above your neck, giving a helping hand to the 208 bones, my father!
Complete just a fraction of the One over the One, no asthmatic genius' charisma son
Daughters need us to create mothers of an infinite line of fatherless sisters' pirate rum
Blind faith, a system keeps your nose to the grindstone, mother knows you're a bum
Not only is it not your fault, you've been set up by omnipowers that be, a lone bone.
By the way, you won't wake up when you die, one byte that'll keep you #Woke, Sue
Mind moves the Earth, spins & wobbles It around in middle of nowhere, burnt blues
First cause of all effects in the spectrum of the rainbow's invisible rays, shine-burnout
Into the black, holy Singularity where Peace & War complete the payout, extinct dues.
Here now, come over when you've got nothing better to do, chew fat between meat
Dead animals used to crawl, swim, fly, walk, run, had to die to keep my motor sweet
Moving from place to place in Space without light to shine & ignite my super nova skit
Blown to smithereens, silenced, dead atoms, electrons, protons & neutrons, Eve's chit.
I ain't playin' games although I created the rules for players, I'm a One you can't beat
Not with 2x4s or any plank of any argument from thinking that I think on my two feet
Dreams for the wake-up call to work, dead & gone in an immortal Void, Nothing here
Nobody planned the accident, it happened, here I am & I gotta learn to drink my beer.
No foam, just swill of the champions who sired my ancestors, knee high to men, boys
Sudden impact of the realization, Reality's fake words that mean something is so fishy
Smells like the alewives of a Michigan Lake, 18 years of dead stench, Windy City ditty
Home where my kin stayed & died seven feet below the tundra, boxes of Al's big city.
Yo daddio, I called you daddy & papa, heartbeat strong for my entry in a crypt of gods
Been everywhere & done it all, impossible to be born & die a good man of evil hot rods
So fast, those .383 hemis proved I was so fast, I couldn't survive my uncontrolled rolls
My fate's to look at death between the eyes, my eyes blinded by light, I love me, lover!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Samedhi, 12-23-2003 @ 911 AMCST #PhiladelphiaFreedom #WarLeftBehind
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