lock the rebel face to face
no understanding can
see all the pieces
unless by a committee
of underachieving
locked behind the pharaohs face
bobby says: ” says no ”
jany says: “how high?”
eric says: ” this one ”
maria explains: “my career”
hans explains: “my wife”
amir: “better this Devil”
pedro: ” I stay out of trouble”
look the rebel and embrace
scatter pieces
unless by committee
sell the swindle:
the virtual holy place
pirate8:: “love you”
server5:: ” stay away ”
gov4:: “no ones home”
radio7:: this is dust”
tv12:: “walk this way”
lance the rebel, know his pace
sift shifts separates
scrapes the pieces
to hold his place
hopes for valor
and pharoah’s loving embrace.
She’s a queen , shes’a queen
a four thousand
year old dream
gold ,black & red striped
and shaped mighty lean…
Deep in the catacombs
I did there follow-
A man with the face
of African Swallow.
He’s a king , he’s a king
where the glyphs
are all obscene
sandy rock chiselled ,air
dampening in the steam
Deep in the catacombs
now, what did i spy –
every body here
is completely mummy-fied.
In their dreams
in their dreams
building burial geometry
For the invisible Pharaoh
who never makes the scene.
Lost in the maze
and i never travel far
a man with a bulls head
just threw me a guitar.
and it gleams
and it gleams
feedback and electricity –
I aint seen you around
at least i got my bees.
So my mind gots me wondering
where exactly you been
Did you leave glyphs
the Pharaoh’s new djinn.
In their dreams
in their dreams
building burial Geometry
For the invisible Pharaoh
who never makes the scene.
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