yoyo man ticktocking back n forth between optimism and despair cynicism and faith
i believe in the power of redemption but i feel lost and unredeemable
life ain’t so bad considering we live in an abattoir
things could be worse and they always are
i cry equally at the sight of a rainbow or a lynching
and even though i’m white i can traffic in strange fruit as a metaphor
no one owns lynching after all 6 million Jews died in the holocaust
along with 4 million assorted random undesirables
your gays your gypsies your Slavs and your politically contaminated
we’ve all felt the lash we’ve all wielded whips
and still we love one another and hate one another slay and sacrifice ourselves
for one another
everything we do for and to ourselves everything we cherish and disdain is
what we accomplish together
we are a society of schizophrenic saints and lucid sinners all doing the best we can
under circumstance we create in order to lose control
boo!
guess who?
it’s always you
Beside the porcelain savior where I pray for my all
redeem us from sin although we sin at your beck and call
as different as two shoes for the same foot we march lockstep
and hoof on Woodstock wannabe night at Nikky’s Doorstep
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