Obvious
Their structure is division
and therefore chaos.
They wage war after war
so what I'm saying should be obvious.
But if you've swallowed it all whole
then you won't see the signs.
They draw the lines you can't cross
but I criss cross the lines.
Violence is invited
by their rule and authority.
It causes them to fight for fantasy,
power, and territory.
Lord knows and so do I
that you can do what they say
and be burned to a crisp
and lose it all on payday.
It's safe to say
even babies are not safe from bombs.
And the rules they hold dear
are not rules for the moms.
Tom-toms and bells
and feathers and shells
won't stop the influx and paradox
of their heavens and hells.
I've been caught in the matrix
but I'm slippery when wet
and I'm fluid and flux
and for me the crux isn't set.
Therefore, I seep through the cracks
and roll off their backs.
While they're whacking at me
I engulf their attacks.
They're rigid and rocky
they can't dance or flow.
I can do both
and pose like a totem pole.
They give me a choice
of being either stabbed or shot.
I go back to being fluid
and flush out their gut rot.
They would have kept women
from the right to vote,
but I would have questioned the vote
plus their biblical quote.
But with their attitude
and lack of latitude,
they never would have questioned the rule
and the authority and platitude.
They would have been the puritans
putting someone like me in the yoke.
I would have been like Lenny Bruce
in trouble for a joke.
But I still would have inquired
and questioned
and done things considered wrong
which today are too silly to be mentioned.
I also
would have been dangling from a tree
in trouble for things like fucking
and being free.
I would not have sat
at the back of the bus,
because my feet hurt too,
I just don't fuss.
But who would want to integrate
into a heap of shit?
Only maggots live in shit
but it's a place I won't fit.
If I taste it I spit
and let it burn in a pit,
which is a much more fitting place
for a heap of shit.
I guess that's crude
but no worse than their coercion and violence.
Still, you wouldn't know
revolution occurs in silence.
There's no TV show or TV ad
for the revolution I mention.
There's no intrigue
or sexual tension.
That place with no structure,
no division, no chaos
is the only place where there is order
and, again, it's obvious.
Their structure is division
and therefore chaos.
They wage war after war
so what I'm saying should be obvious.
But if you've swallowed it all whole
then you won't see the signs.
They draw the lines you can't cross
but I criss cross the lines.
Violence is invited
by their rule and authority.
It causes them to fight for fantasy,
power, and territory.
Lord knows and so do I
that you can do what they say
and be burned to a crisp
and lose it all on payday.
It's safe to say
even babies are not safe from bombs.
And the rules they hold dear
are not rules for the moms.
Tom-toms and bells
and feathers and shells
won't stop the influx and paradox
of their heavens and hells.
I've been caught in the matrix
but I'm slippery when wet
and I'm fluid and flux
and for me the crux isn't set.
Therefore, I seep through the cracks
and roll off their backs.
While they're whacking at me
I engulf their attacks.
They're rigid and rocky
they can't dance or flow.
I can do both
and pose like a totem pole.
They give me a choice
of being either stabbed or shot.
I go back to being fluid
and flush out their gut rot.
They would have kept women
from the right to vote,
but I would have questioned the vote
plus their biblical quote.
But with their attitude
and lack of latitude,
they never would have questioned the rule
and the authority and platitude.
They would have been the puritans
putting someone like me in the yoke.
I would have been like Lenny Bruce
in trouble for a joke.
But I still would have inquired
and questioned
and done things considered wrong
which today are too silly to be mentioned.
I also
would have been dangling from a tree
in trouble for things like fucking
and being free.
I would not have sat
at the back of the bus,
because my feet hurt too,
I just don't fuss.
But who would want to integrate
into a heap of shit?
Only maggots live in shit
but it's a place I won't fit.
If I taste it I spit
and let it burn in a pit,
which is a much more fitting place
for a heap of shit.
I guess that's crude
but no worse than their coercion and violence.
Still, you wouldn't know
revolution occurs in silence.
There's no TV show or TV ad
for the revolution I mention.
There's no intrigue
or sexual tension.
That place with no structure,
no division, no chaos
is the only place where there is order
and, again, it's obvious.
but i can say HELLO
Some of your pictures are really powerful ('Capitalism'). I like the thought behind them. Hope you're having a cool week.