2005-02-19 - overuled
in this discoursed rumination
I'm distracted by objection
and resort to illustration
of how I receive correction
by instruction in each section
liposuction of infection
or whatever eating disorder
makes fat grow around the border
of those washboard six-pack abs standing post and taking jabs
as the vaccu-doctor stabs
under skin which clings and grabs
all around the bloated host
it's enough to make you gross
break it down, diagnose
where it seems to hurt the most
but the builder of the providence
reveiws the blueprint documents
and surveys all the landscape of our souls
leveling the hills and filling holes
like with drugs the FDA
weighs the risks to give OK
to effectiveness of methods, means and treatment...
and the analysts who'd say
if the popular vote had sway
there'd be much less polital bull excretement...
I appeal to the jurors in the gallery:
is anyone really happy with their salary?
does anyone out there trust
in goverment intrigue lust?
money is an energy that burns
did our culture, built from dust,
teach with slogans: "stay or bust"
the mystery that history never learns?
that is, are we suspicious
of the prosecutor's wishes
when we see the nations churning like the seas
foaming on the waves of currencies?
let this thought sink to the bottom like an anchor
there is only one investment-perfect banker
whose deposit grows in you
as you move into the view
of the mirror that reflects you in the light
of the only way you'll ever get it right
it's the oppulence of wisdom
the poverty of what is dumb
and it's hoppin' with charisma
and it never leaves you dismal
it's the energy which trumps all others now
it operates by faith and love somehow...
but anyway, does that address your question?
if not, "just call direct" is my suggestion
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