Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter

Sunday, May 29, 2005

One Cliche Beyond Easy

Have them play Free Bird
or Sweet Home Alabama
Run like jagged glass
through a false sounding stanza
Mock up 50, Puff, Coolio or Eminem
Achieve enlightenment with
rhymie-rhymes but this ain't no zen.

Spill a cliche like
you haven't heard it before,
I found 'em all dazed and
trampled on the floor
When the flow went awry
in boredom still they wouldn't budge,
like some huge ego trapped in
the role of jury and judge.

I've never seen
so much the strongest stance
of that where wise thoughts
and action fly by chance,
just more of the blind
buffalo stampeding run.
Should just stick a fork
in his ass to see if he's done.

(This is also so much beyond fun, a war of wits with an unarmed man)

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