Sackwhey
12-28-15
Second persecution
The high priest rose up
And before I go I'll have one more cup
To keep from dying and fading away
To times of looking the other way
O, sackwhey just do your thing
O, grasier stand up and sing
And they bend their tongues
As God so will fill their lungs
Another nostrum
But at least this one works
Apostles beaten and commanded to silence
A symbol for the imagination
The laying on of hands
The bible scholar understands
Time to head on out to shop for what I want and need...
Craving At Five
12-29-15
I've got the fortunes of heaven
Where we were the pretenders
decided not to smoke due to the rainy conditions
And many more missions
Take heed to everyone his neighbor
And may compassion be the fruit of your labor
For every brother doth supplant and walk with slanders
Ain't not bread from heavenly skies
And at the chime of five
I crave the more for whey of milk
And our grass roots of where I come from
Bending tongues like a bow for truth...
Face The Rain
12-29-15
The nostrum and balm
I get a good head start
Today is the meeting of the minds
Becoming an argot
To read the Sutras aphrodisiac and doctrinal
Night of the gospel's rain
Your dwelling in the midst of receipt
Wearing themselves to do good
Every one to his neighbor
Behold I melt them and try them
O, Milarepa
Will you face the rain and have one on me....
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