On this stage
Behind this podium
From this mike
On this paper
From this computer.
Nothing's Sacred
On this altar.
Life is on the chopping block
Truth is the knife
Sharpened by the poet
And everything
And everyone
And every circumstance
Is fair game.
Nothing's Sacred
On this altar.
You don't put your sacrifices up here
The Poet is the Shaman
Endowed by the Gods
Inspired by them
To choose
The Chosen
The sacred cows
Nothing's Sacred
On this altar.
Oprah
Republicans
And Democrats
And policies that are a farce
Any one who's holier than thou,
Including you.
Nothing's Sacred
On this altar.
I'm not sacred,
Because if I can't laugh at myself
I'm in deeper trouble
Than the poet can put to words,
Because memories are a cruel mistress.
And Anyone can
Be put up there.
Nothing's Sacred
On this altar.
Put yourself on that altar.
Before the poet gets hold of you
Take a good look in the mirror
And if you can't pry those eyes open
Then they will scream the truth in your ears.
Let me show you how it's done.
