All furies, pharaohs, phalanxes Will bow before the one Whose fountain flows from phoenixes To bathe him in the sun For what is time if not his throne And what is God but just a word To thine whose kingdom shines against Existence's absurd And most perplexing paradoxes Of dualities of man And its sealed Pandora's boxes Of reality's demand Upon the lonely lucid dreamer Who has seen beyond desire In a world of Disney Movies Where such fairy tales expire To a hungry belly's hatred And the fear of thirsty lips And taking more than your fair share Of poison apple trips