cant take it no mo'!
....
i cant
(really)
................
hallucination's song's
become a dememted vision with skulls
and bones
.
laughin and cryin like children
and mad women who were meant
to be mothers you know
..
..
..
yea
..
an "economic downturn"
my ***!
.....
******!
******!!
that's what it is
...

the cool winds of new york city
and the guru dreams live on
in warrior rags and starving lovers
in alleyways
of light
and
images containing you and me
before we believed
the wrinkles and sad lines
on our broken faces
was us!
(fools!.....simply fools!!)
-------
only the dance with death is real we now know
all our pretense !
calling "F__KING"
loving!!!!!!
.

**!  **!
(kiddin no-one)
....
only a tiny ember remains
but the eternal wind
(our breath)
is strong perhaps
and perhaps "who knows"
may thrill us again
into a true sense
of humanity
....
cant take it no mo'!
(our lyin to ourselves)
.
COME ON!
.
*** wit it!
NOW!
...
AINT NO HIDIN
no more
no where