Bora born
Howards' way _
Creepy bells sound winter chills, deliver
sense as jackals laugh, too good to be true.
The deputy sheriff has come to town
the new burning bush still lighting his way.
Dogmatic, considered, thoughtful double speak
a grandfather image perfected, with
insideous self - gratification
strutting peacock, stuffed with pride sickly sweet.
Those about in servitude, brown noses
sorted out, drawn by lot. The party line
fixes their fate as they squeeze old boils, while
new ones rise up to swiftly take their place.
The background moves forward, friendships dissolve
in a frantic race to suck up their space.
Fevered pace expodential, idiots
laugh as one, their eyes sensated to death.
They live as lemmings on short borrowed time
cities thirst, these idiots fate resealed.
The drought master now 100 years old
a reminder of whose really in charge.
Baby boom beauties relish the past, a
rippled time never to be seen again
as corporate nests delight in breeding
a life force in death, for ears that see.
- O -
© dec 2005 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
sense as jackals laugh, too good to be true.
The deputy sheriff has come to town
the new burning bush still lighting his way.
Dogmatic, considered, thoughtful double speak
a grandfather image perfected, with
insideous self - gratification
strutting peacock, stuffed with pride sickly sweet.
Those about in servitude, brown noses
sorted out, drawn by lot. The party line
fixes their fate as they squeeze old boils, while
new ones rise up to swiftly take their place.
The background moves forward, friendships dissolve
in a frantic race to suck up their space.
Fevered pace expodential, idiots
laugh as one, their eyes sensated to death.
They live as lemmings on short borrowed time
cities thirst, these idiots fate resealed.
The drought master now 100 years old
a reminder of whose really in charge.
Baby boom beauties relish the past, a
rippled time never to be seen again
as corporate nests delight in breeding
a life force in death, for ears that see.
- O -
© dec 2005 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
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