
Each daily revelation
Makes it abundantly clear
Evil is the root of all money
Racketeer pockets fill with prophets
Beckoning cannon fodder curtain call
To take a bow on the world stage
After dreadful dance with Mr. D
Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time

Each daily revelation
Makes it abundantly clear
Evil is the root of all money
Racketeer pockets fill with prophets
Beckoning cannon fodder curtain call
To take a bow on the world stage
After dreadful dance with Mr. D
Like the Late Bronze Age
Civilization collapses
Another one will rise
Something new will then happen
Slowly as something different





I'm the luckiest man in the world
For so long just giving things a whirl
My fun meter has been pegged in the red
Repairs are bound to cost some serious bread
Lifetime full of overdriven sounds and surrounds
With ringing ears and palpitating heart out of bounds
There's only one thing left to be said:
"What?"
What are your biggest challenges?

reset
recycle
rejoin
reply
repost
redeem
repeat
repartee
Clearly my reset is on repeat
Pete and Re-Pete
we replaced being
humble with glorified fake
reality stars
slender limbs entwine
bind me with tight enrapture
trellis tied love vine
prefer a good blow
of snow to a shimmering
sheet of cold wet sleet
value not blooming
on social media vine
is being humble

gratitude given
for being watched over by
machine's loving grace
Beacon of false hope
Lantern for lustful lechers
White House Bordello
happy holidays
when the hydrangea of hope
blooms for scant moments
It's with gratitude
that the drinking lantern lights
for all winter trolls
