Let’s Get Angry and Call it Like it is.
Inflame inflame!
There is not enough
Fire in the game,
Or teeth in the trough.
Stoke, stoke!
The peace of your pieces;
Shake from the smoke,
Sparks to the breezes.
Whip, …
Let’s Get Angry and Call it Like it is.
Inflame inflame!
There is not enough
Fire in the game,
Or teeth in the trough.
Stoke, stoke!
The peace of your pieces;
Shake from the smoke,
Sparks to the breezes.
Whip, …
Thus ends the age of exploration
Now Rules of Grammar and stuffy constants constrain
Fixed and steady, RIGID and arbitrary
While whipped on a whippet of wind,
Deserted, rejected, injected and binned,
Age turns the skin inside out
And indoors …