- Simply Senseless
203 A new page for the new times,
204 sometimes even I tire of rhymes
205 but I guess the habits may persist,
206 inconstant in my ways,
207 I tumble down and stray
208 to the tune of the ocean’s sway,
209 foaming at the mouth with that spray,
210 coarse sand rubbing away
211 at my patience every day,
212 will it all be OK?
213 Maybe, but so much is without sense,
214 what sense is there in preparing a defense against the charging zealots,
215 guess we’ll spend the rest of our lives living as helots,
216 raging guerilla war, rubbing them out till’ they raw and irritated,
217 nerves stretched like elastic,
218 reaching for they glasses
219 filled with that poisonous venom,
220 just to take away the pain,
221 numbing up they brain,
222 with that strait grain
223 extract out the factory floor,
224 syphoned away–precious resource of war,
225 never ending struggle, ever expanding bubble,
226 cyclical like runners on the track,
227 never looking back,
228 you’ll be there soon enough,
229 senseless is where its at.
230 I myself am guilty, locked in this cycle,
231 I intend to sustain the drive of the biker
232 or the track runner, headed no place in particular,
233 nowhere but the beginning,
234 the time is important,
235 and so is to be winning
236 but only when the goal’s been reached can one retire,
237 living forever via that funeral pyre,
238 soulful matter transmigrated,
239 the infinite universe, constantly shakin’,
240 element cycle forever at war,
241 simply senseless this universe I draw.
