blackball

Blackball
2-17-16

Your iniquities separate
As antiquities seem to be the root of our hate
Where the citizens like to take their seat
It's getting warmer and he hath gat heat
Another bulldoze and the good Lord knows
Today I shine and yet blackball to but ostracize and expatiate
For ones negative vote we plan to celebrate
Behold the beauty of the Lord
And I inquire in His temple
I have seen her dark skies can but wax
According to your mercy
O, remember me....




In A Sense (Innocence)
2-17-16

To hatch our cockatrice's eggs
And to weave our spider's web
I go wandering
But she says don't wonder too hard
As truth faileth in the eyes of those  whom are weary
And it seems it will never be good enough
For ones handbill come juxtaposition and flatulence, our mission
Hit it again and you will pull through
With a little bit of God's help
Tonight we can be as one
I will wash my hands in innocence
And get the gist in a sense
And thirty dollars to spare...