Priory
5-5-16
Three bullocks
An ephah of flour and a bottle of wine
How long must we sing this song
Kicking, we crossed the river Nile
Love elaborately our embellishment
Another fix is imperative and to catch the sunrise
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Fear, though there will be the time I see our advocate
Of centralization
Tomorrow I go home to see Mother
Lopsided, distorted
And weary with spiritual torticollis
I see you walk away into the new day
And through the rain
Yet transcendental
Of Kantian philosophy
Our Priory does it for us.....
Aren't We All Wicked
5-5-16
Don't mean to make movies from memories
I'm wide awake for elements in experience
Which condition human knowledge
Life is a war
Why one needs to stand up and sing it
In our psalmody dependent upon our Abbey
To let it go and some to fade away
Hiring out themselves for bread
They that were hungry had ceased
As children wax feeble when free
One is left to his own devises
We're free to do the right thing
The Lord killeth and maketh alive
All for our montage and good eats...
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