Honorable Prince Siddhārtha, With all due respect, Eye am thirsty! A dreamer of dayes Whose dance card is most insatiable, Eye am still hungry [Call Aside.] More bread 4 the Belly! More anguish 4 the Heart! Eye’m still dreaming {A Flash Of Lightning} Eye’m still dancing {A Clap Of Thunder} [Call Aside.] More wax 4 […]
I Amongst The Ruins Once the unbridled envy of Realms near and far, The ramparts of Sparta Are now Mere bronze age walls Walls bleak with soot And crumbling Walls surrounded By lemon groves unattended And overgrown {One-Beat Pause} En the aire of this storied place Dregs of memory beckon us To an ancient altar […]
Carefully hidden beneath the cedar, My ledger is found Whereby the darkest of my dayes Is present And eye do not meet it well-armed Alas! My Father’s sword is not snug against my hip No Poetry here (en this terrible place) No Love No Light No Grace Only the beginning of the End {Two-Beat Pause} […]
Eye want spiritual orgies, Son! (At my coronation) Eye want to wear the crown of my Uncles And brandish the bow of the Grigori Eye want Gods and Goddesses (At my palace door) Eye want Mountains and Seas and Deserts Eye want to draw lightning from the skyes And give birth to a meeting of […]
. . . . as we prepare 2 mourn its passing We have made great strides, you and eye And have outgrown the glamour and glitz Of ev’ry garish bauble this mud province has to offer So now, Standing at the dawn of Surya’s luminous trove, What we desperately need is a poverty of the […]
. . . in light of remarks made by ESPN columnist Rob Parker Dusky Sons & Daughters of Amistad Dusky Sons & Daughters of Douglass, Truth, Toussaint, & Hughes Alas, the Fight & Anguish of your Slave kin Has been for naught Your sovereignty Your faculties of thought Are shackled still Dusky Sons & Daughters […]
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