Random mutterings of spatial flight
Flinging splattering of verbal mud
Muted profundity of 3d carnage
Chasing spooks of velvet green
Rattling chains of dangerous memories
Speaking of the random acts
Of self loathing and distaste
Crazy temptations and lusts
For things of gold
And unspeakable immeasurable value
Scathing attacks of greed
Upon those who need
To be safe from the harm of money
And men’s evil need to ravage the land and seas
Of natures bounty and rip her bare
To feed the lusts of simple folk
For food and wine and love.
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