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Central Park after dark

The lion’s mouth opens to ravished strobe

The rave finds its prey in the children this day

and the children love the light, they love the bite

 

Reflections of aging moonlight waning

Under open roof her light embellished

Relish the day, give your savings away

Were moving onward, beyond the hellish

 

Race cars, caviar, won’t get you very far

And don’t waste your time on the lottery

Or bury your faith neath a Christmas tree

This life is not a toy, would you use it to destroy?

 

Holy hymns the heckled day

Rubik’s cubes shall guide thine way

And if we listen to what the prophets say

We shall get there less we stray

 

Heretics make grassy neckties

To distract the youth as to where the truth lies

To butcher the day to keep their anger at bay

And sell souls on the stock market

 

The chloroform house, the obligatory spouse

The Spiderman mural of your doctor, the louse

Your telephone rings, electricity sings

If your TV's your best friend it’s all you’ll have in the end