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    Feed the Beast

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      Chapter’s over

      Enjoy the years while they’re here

      No more beer; control the fear

      Pedal

      Processing the adventure that’s been laid ahead

      Consuming past, untold future

      Roll around in my head

      Cadence, Patience, Resistance of it all

      No more ways to stall

      Everything will eventually fall

      But today on this bright sunny day

      Get ready to listen to make your own way

      And listen to your mind waves

      300 miles in one fill

      Pedaling up and down the hills

      Open country; both sides, Go until

      Home base with the good meal

      Righteous Riot

      Disintegrate with the nothing

      Then become something

      Forbid the secluding change

      Upcoming rage

      As the machine builds its maze

      Morello leads the righteous riot

      More needed to join the fight

      Is hope in sight?

      Wolves squash those who speak up

      Then steal their water cup

      Relax in air condition

      No reminders of the altercation

      Join the righteous riot

      Before all hope is lost

      Too great a cost

      For us to just sit and rot

      Sweet melody soothes the bystanders

      As millions become locked up wanderers

      Enlightenment is wrong The Others say

      A gateway to Hell’s Highway

      Arrogance slithers along the muck

      Then the Others push their luck

      Trying to take another helping

      Before many have had their first serving

      Join the righteous riot

      Before all hope is lost

      Too great a cost

      For us to just sit and rot

      Glow

      Fantastic!

      What does it all mean?

      Are you still sick; or too obscene?

      Perhaps too unusual it seems

      Can’t fit into your designated spot

      Come with me, we’ll find you a cot

      A space just for you

      Despite what they say

      You’re okay with us on any day

      Come out and play

      Don’t worry about them

      They’ll get what’s coming to them in the end

      Free your mind and let go

      Don’t worry about what they think they know

      You have a fortunate glow

      Proclaim your space

      On this eternal ship

      No need to deny you gift

      Words can still have meaning

      In the dawn of unreason

      It doesn’t make it treason

      Don’t worry about them

      They’ll get what’s coming to them in the end

      Free your mind and let go

      Don’t worry about what they think they know

      You have a fortunate glow

      Blink

      Property lay to waste as we ponder the question

      What will be our next direction?

      Pauses cause panic during this section

      Reaching out for the right ride

      Never knowing when is the right time

      Capturing light to ensure things go in style

      Forgotten cause buried beneath

      Lost memories with dormant feel

      Escaping soon to the nothing

      Enjoying the chance to be something

      Running out of time to think

      It’s running away, fast, grab a hold

      No time to blink

      E.H.

      Enjoying old dead men’s writings

      Real men

      What am I?

      Scribbling and flailing

      Hoping

      Is it all true?

      What does it take to get through?

      Not in the same

      Am I.

      Am I?

      Who knows for sure?

      There is no cure

      What would the Dr. say?

      Is this his kind of play?

      Star attraction not in the mood this day

      Which day?

      Isn’t it all too short?

      What is the purpose for?

      What if they run up the score?

      Let’s hear some stories told before

      Just go until you can’t any more

      That’s what your purpose is for

      What then, in the end?

      What does it matter?

      Stop all the chatter

      Flowing free with some kind of energy

      Where is it from?

      Others believe it wrong, they’ll tell someone

      Beat them to the gate, the last one

      Proclaim it soon before the beast stays dormant

      It’s eager for a quick assent

      Minds gaze with wild bewilderment

      Hope returns despite the disconnect

      It may be time soon, if they detect

      Grab your things, the choice select

      Party starts soon, the beast is never late

      Bottle Up

      Scribbling away in the middle of the night

      Is everything all right tonight?

      Sure is, guaranteed, please just let me be

      Stop worrying about me

      Not going to plea

      Happiness is a way to be free

      Can’t just bottle up this side of me

      I don’t know this side of you, she said

      Prefer you only way instead

      Wish this side of you could just be dead

      Stop worrying about me

      Not going to plea

      Happiness is a way to be free

      Can’t just bottle up this side of me

      We are complex creatures

      Some a potent mixture

      This side is a permanent fixture

      Of which there is no departure

      Stop worrying about me

      Not going to plea

      Happiness is a way to be free

      Can’t just bottle up this side of me

      Stand (part II)

      Misunderstanding resulted in an unfortunate branding

      Alleviate the tension with a different type of preying

      Let the words flow without much thought

      Let the others worry over what was fought

      She proclaims her might once again

      Confident in his eternal sin

      Desecrate their too long fling

      Pander to The Others who hates to sing

      Is this news?

      What is the truth?

      Stand up now and say so

      There’s nothing left to lose

      Listen to James’ words

      Forget friendships burned

      Smile at the chance for things to turn

      Too late…too long hesitate?

      Never admit mistakes

      Feed the thing from the great plate

      Remember the dead native

      Youth is naïve

      Search for the new eve

      Mortal too long it seemed

      Stopping the connection to start a new route

      Will they ever make it to the start?

      Brothers

      Forget about what was written

      Love had you smitten

      Engulfing pain of lost passion

      Is now in new session

      Forget the old woman who can’t seem to be

      Get with the bros to let good times free

      Miss my brothers from long ago

      Crazy fuckers like me; we knew how to put on a good show

      Love, truth and honor we know

      Show the ladies a good time,

      Party in control chaotic style

      Don’t under estimate

      We’re not all like the movie you saw one night late

      Successful leaders my old lost friend
    s

      Competition pays dividends

      Work hard and play harder in the game life brings

      Get together with the old bros

      Let the good times roll

      Reconnect without Facebook

      Give 3rd ‘n College a long look

      Named my boys after three of my brothers

      Still get judged by The Others

      But I don’t care; I still love being a Sigma Nu

      What’s good for me, is good for you

      Insomnia

      Half dazed, half awake

      Creatures coming out tonight

      Employing the new fright

      Magical expedition with bright delight

      Not to be on the dark haze

      Revolving around the eternal maze

      Swimming in the insomnia

      That captures the stigma

      Dream induced coma

      Young child smells the aroma

      What does it take to undertake?

      A restful night, without the thought, of the eternal bake

      Skipping ahead once again to balance the time

      Feeling satisfaction in another rhyme

      The answers may not come

      Too soon undone

      Fear, there is none

      The beast stirs with restless ease

      The Others would probably not agree

      Unfortunate time to make a stand

      The old woman refuses the hand

      Glad of this place and face

      Occupying my intriguing chase

      It continues further down the line

      Tomorrow, may be the time

      Awake! It will soon be our time

      Don’t worry; don’t bring the Lyme

      Beast stirs again, waiting for his turn to try

      Falling Behind

      Running onward despite the lack of energy

      Foggy path lay before me

      Reconciliation is not, unfortunately

      Continue on the rolling trail

      Meandering thicket by the rail

      Grabbing the lose nail

      Last hope despite it all

      Never mention the past clues

      Or what he owes in dues

      Seasons change like the morning dew

      Falling behind yet again

      Rise behind the patient man

      Make your own plan

      It is your time again

      Seeking truth in the new age

      But no one can find the stage

      Inner beast consumed with rage

      Hold steady, in case it’s ready, to turn the page

      Forward looking; avoid the distractions

      What is lost, there are new interactions

      Falling behind yet again

      Rise behind the patient man

      Make your own plan

      It is your time again

      The Fool

      Barely awake

      But full un-sleep

      Strange company to keep

      No dreams in the sleep

      How long since their last speech?

      Apparent break from the slow leak

      Lost ambition takes hold

      No pot of gold

      Too many stories told

      Spreading thin in this place, already too old

      New suggestions come to view

      What would The Others choose?

      Grab the list, the right tools

      Repairs are needed of the school

      Broken ambition descends on the fool

      Dishes

      Working washing dishes today

      Just to make a little pay

      A shitty day it is indeed

      Even though the sun shines brightly

      Burned too many bridges to get even an offer

      The soul just has to suffer

      What are you too good for this?

      Well, yes. Why else did I learn the college text?

      It was all a waste

      That expensive degree

      That has me wondering what was in my dreams

      I had them once; but they’ve faded away

      Reality snatched them to make batteries today

      But in the end,


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