Little Words of Wisdom
Ok! Just let me set one thing straight.
I don't care how high I rate.
Yes, its true, I have been naughty.
And, Indeed, my little corpse is rotting.
God lives on, and I keep dying.
Mother sleeps, Father screams
Somewhere, out there, a baby is crying
And I, well I have been denied my dreams
My soul is ossified
that was a new word I just tried
Benovlent demons crowd my head
Sweet visions turn blood red
Queens last and Knights fall
Rags get burned discomfort surrounds
The master gives the final call
ringing clearly the death bell sounds
Many men sit and wait
Women flash to them their bait
Suddenly they become aroused
A devil appears upon all their brows
It had been so long, my brain cries
My fingers itch and stroke the squares with love
With every word, a certin part dies
soon enough I will don the glove
Band-aids fall off of my broken body
Reinforced limbs replace my splintered diety
I accept the ticket to nowhere
Go now, and cover whats bare
Go on to My Special Someone
Or go back to Main
Last Updated 2-20-99