Relax, eat your pudding, the
Sweetness taking you back
To the playgrounds of long forgotten days
Then you'll sing like meant to
Like a Robin on your shoulder
Top of the slide, calling the sunrise
Not gonna die
Just smiles
And

It
Goes

In our times,
no one wants
to be politically
incorrect.
"Let's not offend."
seems to be the
chant.
Nice little
sheep
that
stay
in line.
Simple smiles, and
polite applause,
but just
a smattering.
Agreement en masse.

Next time you see
this, look for the
return of public
hangings, the blotting
out of the sun, and the
death of art that is
forged from the
marrow of the spirit.

Flaunt your joy
Dig your sorrow
You have only today
Who knows 'bout morrow!