Roll in your metal box
with your eyes on the time
angry at the renaissance of opening of mind
you fail to get the humor of a novice on her skates
and laugh at the business of letting go of hate
Trust Truth and Kindness; given away to radicals- Whole
Setting Them on Fire
The lost trials of Justice were purchased with a fine
Soft oil is bleeding from the wounds of Gaia's Breast
the Paper Bandage soaking, it begins to tear
Phalli-cies are burning in the fires they ignite
the privileged Trash goes wasted