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Crimson flames tied through my ears rollin´ high and mighty
traps
pounced with fire on flaming roads using ideas as my maps
"we´ll meet on edges, soon," said i, proud ´neath heated
brow.
ah, but i was so much older then. i´m younger than that now.
Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth, "rip down all hate," i
screamed
lies that life is black and white spoke from my skull. i
dreamed
romantic facts of musketeers foundationed deep, somehow.
ah, but i was so much older then. i´m younger than that now.
Girls´ faces formed the forward path from phony jealousy
to memorizing politics of ancient history
flung down by corpse evangelists, unthought of, though,
somehow.
ah, but i was so much older then. i´m younger than that now.
A self-ordained professor´s tongue too serious to fool
spouted out that liberty is just equality in school
"equality," i spoke the word as if a wedding vow.
ah, but i was so much older then. i´m younger than that now.
In a soldier´s stance, i aimed my hand at the mongrel dogs
who teach
fearing not that i´d become my enemy in the instant that i
preach
my pathway led by confusion boats, mutiny from stern to bow.
Ah, but i was so much older then. i´m younger than that now.
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats too noble to
neglect
deceived me into thinking i had something to protect
good and bad, i define these terms quite clear, no doubt,
somehow.
ah, but i was so much older then. i´m younger than that now.