Raw Poetry by Rev. Shakes Spear
And Party Ev-er-y Day
All language is poetry
as every sound is music.
And all power is Soul Power
if you know how to use it.
We make our bones
and break our bones
with the sticks and stones of stories.
We sold our souls
for rock and roll,
but now it’s all so
goddamn boring.
All lovers are quite selfish
(eventhough they kneel),
for they delight in every bite
that makes you squirm and squeal.
All poetry is pure science
if you read between the lines.
And all Truth is Absolute
once it can be so defined.
We make our Minds
and change our Minds
on the whims and wants of pleasure.
I sold my soul
for rock and roll
but now I look
so bad in leather.
10-13-24