I'M LOOKING
FOR WHAT EVERYBODY IS LOOKING FOR
AN OPPORTUNITY
TO BE DEVOTED TO SOMEONE
THROUGH THE CLOUDS AND DRIZZLE
TOGETHER
REFLECTING ONE OF THE SCATTERED BEAMS OF LIGHT
THAT PIERCES THE DARKENED CANOPY
AT THE END OF THE STORM

TO LAY AMONG GERBERA
IN RED, LAVENDER, FUSCIA
AND OTHER COLORS, PAINTED
AN OPPORTUNITY
TO EVOKE NATURES INSPIRATION
SO RARELY MANIFESTED IN THE HUMAN FORM

AWARE OF THE DEVOTION OF ANOTHER
JOYOUS AT HAVING BEEN GIVEN
AN OPPORTUNITY
TO EXPERIENCE THE STREAM
AND TO FLOW IN IT
WITH YOU

DEMOCRACY-PLUTOCRACY-BUREAUCRACY



OUR DESIRE TO HAVE A DEMOCRACY
HAS VEERED TOWARD A FETID PLUTOCRACY
AND I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKIN'
IT'S THE MONEY THAT'S STINKIN'
IN THE POCKETS OF OUR "ELECTED" BUREAUCRACY

Drawing near the end of days
The zealots, in a mindless craze
Hear their God, they heap with praise
Call all the "others" no more than strays

Instructed to exact the pain
Till all the rest have all been slain
Rewarded with virgins
With whom they will lay
Bathing in pleasure
Beyond the last day

Then there's the other group
So caught up in the hate
So sure that their enemies
Have sealed their fate

That they have not read
The other camps book
So, will witness the Hell
When the time comes to look

Their God is the greatest
Each side is so sure
They will be chosen
Their word is more pure

Yet the word was not written
By a God, but a man
So full in his ignorance
Not lacking elan
In a time of no Knowledge
Consideration, or Care
When thunder brought anger
From gods through the air

The key to remember
Only knowledge holds truth
We must cast off the faith
No understanding without proof