Though I stand on a hill
surrounded by death
I will fight as a rule
to my very last breath
Though I rest on a cliff
with doom on all sides
I will dote more or less
on my bullish last rides
Though I wait in a place
knowing not when or how
I will hope on the whole
for a clean final bow
I'm stuck here waiting for water
none pre-planned so I'm thirsty!
Universe, I have some nice folks
the water's here already, thanks!
There is no dead reckoning
For those lost in naivete
They believe what they believe
Not what truth and science say
There is no awakening
For those trapped by lunacy
They insist what they presume
Often evil-mindedly
There is no dead reckoning
For those blind to subterfuge
They know only what they know
Much like Ebenezer Scrooge
They came
They saw
They conquered
In never-ending seas
They swept
They stung
They ravaged
Like swarming killer bees
They stole
They spoiled
They vanquished
By slow and fell degrees
They fell
They failed
They vanished
A mass-produced deep freeze
God damn the corporations
ill will alive as poison cake!
known numb be all masses
for the obvious lie they take
But God damn corporations
suffering pain be your hate!
my goal 'tis dismantle yous
manifest extinct as the fate
Yap yap yap
Running tap
It's a trap
Yap yap yap
Gums go flap
Full of crap
Yap yap yap
Oozing sap
Fill the gap
Yap yap yap
Minds go snap
Need a slap
Yap yap yap
Take a nap
It's a wrap
When it's time to go
Crow for all you had
Make peace with your life
Choices good and bad
When it's time to go
Kvell for all you made
Pardon your free will
Ofttimes badly played
When it's time to go
Vaunt for all you saw
Wipe your whole slate clean
With leave-taking awe
Developing years habitually poor for thinking
decisions and moves based upon my sinking!
Catch up try's feel great as wasted time oh-no
yet still I walk and not doing so is a big no-no
Make your peace with it
do it now and don't wait,
as last breaths are taken
'pon all times of too late!
Make your peace with it,
here 'tis how in the shell
forgiving self and others
ring pixie's magical bell!
As the Bongs make my new house,
my wife Eang's kin in abundances'
The grand greens of Cambodia roll
fueling gratitude in Buddha hearts
