Image : Georges Seurat. 1884
I show some people respect
And I will always help those who need me,
It’s not because I’m old fashioned
It’s because I was raised property,
Because of this will always disdain the fucking Torys
With loud profanity as long as I'm still alive,
While volcano rumblings of cosmic grief
Keep releasing eternal rhythms of eternal love,
Under the gaze of stars and moonshine
Blossoms of springtime, heralding new beginnings,
My quest for peace unrelenting
My determination unfaltered,
I will never lose purpose
Continue striving for the light,
In a world lost in the fog
My wild palms will cup the cracked dawn,
Without fear and retribution
Finding ripples to calm my senses.
