Those days are gone.......................

Vibes tell them where the flutters are tingling from
show them its not from their brains for there's now't there
they feel the flutters and it hots them up uncontrollably
but they are confused as hate wires is a by-passing conduit
the real story is primeval and the big mahogany log is the why

Unfulfilled and divots and tunnels seeking attention and work
these little golfers lack that drive and putting is just so shallow
but there's a giant with tales of axes magical that grinds the turfs
and when the swing is in motion the rhythm takes two to the clouds
fantasies ablaze and flutters twitch and burn signalling tingles in play

look to the obsession and behind it all is a cry for release down pits
desires for a long cane sturdy and sure to rout and plunge into flames
dream boat that will sail a vibrant peninsular to take them all the way
its all about those flutters that twitch at thoughts and contacts made
if hot words hit and shivers run the masks they wear covers it all

Mahogany the king of the forest for it shines with strength and holds
fitted nicely it sure does the job and those tales confirms that's true
so the birds hoover around singing songs of cutting down the giant
while in quiet spaces they open dainty boxes and dream of fulfillment
willow or pine or sycamore just can't match, yet they lie and flutter so

They run from name to names
as if that would make a difference
but contempt knows no names or cares
a disgraced ghost in vengeful pain is a disgraced ghost
in vengeful pain, its really as obvious and apparent as that

They chase words in swirls and twist
in their minds it carries some messages to ingest
I just see the cheapness and desperation of dis-ingenuity
and smell the cloying fear that underpins their weaknesses
just cheap insecure ghosts looking for relevance and face save

They show how innate vapid arrogance
compensates for stupidity and shortsightedness
while tomfoolery dances with immaturity in insipid minds
and most telling is their kak lack of introspection or consciousness
for ghost sees what it wants to see and hear what it wants to hear

They have not changed a jot in me
other than now afford me a keener knowledge
of their hypocrisy, cowardice and their general fallibility
in tautology its evident that ghosts are divinely not human beings
and they all bar very few wear that dishonorable shame with pride

They are so far from my psyche and self
that I feel like shouting directions to piffling anodynes
but who am I to show them the tragedies of bloodless cadavers
who revel in their kak and sparkle in their white robes unaware
they want to bell a cat yet they parade around with the biggest bells
round their long supercilious necks

Is this the biggest tragedy of modern times
for evolution and history has taught mankind nothing!
come **** me and sing a million dirges but know its all about you
but you have also created double a million monsters in your yards
they are all waiting and watching and their diet is cold heartless cadavers......

whatever, some are of higher births
some are from the lower echelons
the difference is obvious hence the complex
hence the yadda yadda yadda yadda yadda, yadda
so sorry you can't get over yourselves and your start in life
still shows in all the things you do, can't take the pain out of you
sorry but I still live better than you but I don't mind giving you lifts
yeah! yadda, yadda, yadda, yadda, yadda, yadda yadda, yadda,
Ah...the poor pale face is so sad and angry, I hate that black boy
Ah...poor pale face stop feeling so bad, just go get a proper education
we cheat all the rest for you, you are one of ours, stop feeling inferior
Don't let them see you are inferior and uneducated and insecure and weak and stupid and racist, do not let them see you, hide, hide, hide

That one just wants to draw attention
the inconsequential being devoting her life to stalling
screaming notice me I have been told I can control emotions
yet we see a fake bandit and even faker human
a coward with no worth in real life but with time to spare
a ridiculous name and boiled up damaged debauched persona
a put up caricature with delusions, a see-thru meaningless coward
this here is the pinnacle of achievement for a shamed westerner
sitting and producing a proliferation of anodyne diversities like a bull
in a China shop.........

She hates them, she really does
she's smart and knows how to play nicey nice with them
in closed rooms the venom spills out like thunder and fire
but she's so good at smiling at them and trading on Feminism
As for respect or sincerity with them you can forget it alright
its all a game with me she said, these ******* are not human
she hates them but just thinks about the benefits and staying afloat...