How do I praise, when there's pain?
When there's suffering
All down to a seeking blame;
Riddle of nothingness.
Boundaries, calling out low down others.
Marry me, sweet spirit, teacher to my ears;
Drums, rolling thunderously,
Rumbling in wonderous touch.
All drowning in some soundless
Bounding. Upscaling weight of this whirlwind, worldly affront that's hounding.
And I'm gurgling. Deeply wounded, but bright anew; earning health,
Urgently.
Turgid trap in tallied tap dances;
Romance of wordy messes, demanding manic management.
Baked into bracing at the clever crafts;
Dressed it down, into a man's solemn stance.
But my cloak was soaked, and it fell, fettered to the ground.
Bam, bam! And your coats clamoring.
Don't stand for quotes, coaxed style Baroque and eloping;
Pack some bandages.
Bastard of back alley detractors, crack salad;
A malady made of stolen notions, dope sick, don't open that shit.
Toking something, awoke as drones hammer hellfire;
Denying rights and plight of lowly serfs,
Singing heart hurt tones.
Totally, in droves emoted; tears made of stoked holiness.
Worth the gold you spoke?
Grab me a goody, giddy palm; in your flock?
Stop this insanity, romanced in your prurient fantastical calamitous
Ballads.
Should he need just another dose, seeming slow;
Would he be just another joker, broken open
By tootsie pop policies? Nope.
My apologies to partially packing would be
Wanderers, stacking primers for the dining droves.
In drastic after dinner snack, would've been an act, so blithely;
Cocking back the fucking hammer to a pistol, pistons that the system packed.
Casting cat spells, sacramental, sacrificing an absurd tell tale,
While he wines for further furies,
In an ailing rat pack; just another glass of ale.
They endure what is surely
Setting sunset sailings;
It's all a brash brandishing, a Grail;
Vanished in voluptuous acts,
An attack unto the lip smacking trails.
How can I praise when there's pain and suffering
Peeled back grace.
Nothing last forever
In this dope deal of a golden age.
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