Wonderer wrote:o/k, time to rhyme something serious
mysteriously imperious that leaves folks delirious
like a formal moral quarrel debating the expression
of the normal suppression and oppression
of those demanding succession and an end to aggression
we face recession and depression for our transgressions
excess material possessions inducing emotional regression
as a closed session profession uses expressions to impression
the mind into obsession destroying buyers discretion
misimpressions aside this is no mere depression
my confession of political accession marks revolutionary progression
so join the procession, with no indiscretion now i end this precession
The machine redeems the truth
peace on the hawks and demons
Let children steal their keys and erase their reasons
scatter their seeds with winds of seven consecutive seasons
for secular reasons as radical tactics supercede practical ease of stealing from creed. Heed the evildoer, the feeling-groomer and unceasing screaming screens and woofers hoovering up the proceedings to feed them.
We read them, constantly wondering what lies yonder in the density of the twentysix dimensions with enchanting enhancements while fencing and dancing in hellish trenches. Fate love and happiness are commodities, scarce and wildly wanted like prodigies.
I can't master the art of Burt Lancaster or play darts like Fat Manny from Manchester because my ancestors are trenchwrestlers?
Precious metals taken from individuals in insidious rituals, typical among the religious but not so in individuals. Perilous passage between savage and angelic, stepping stones are crafted from bones of the ones who didn't panic.