Man in wisdom sire.. controlled spark and fire.. miniature library facts many.. good games of profession.. trade school lesson sessions.. remember honor.. Lincoln on each pretty penny..
Freud found mental roles.. set on poles and holes.. charging Mom and Dad with sexy weight.. politics around.. Wish-stone weight thousand pounds.. E. Bernays set media to fate..
I saw cannot resist.. something the master missed.. master painter found and shared his soul..
Abstract in a palace.. a vacuum nothing chalice.. a timeless nothing name of ‘Big Black Hole’..
Leaves blow in a wind.. cannot come again.. image sound energy away.. to eternal being.. what we are not seeing.. infinite dance in ‘all living play’..
Cannot judge a wrong.. just play it in a song.. ‘Superman’ got hat.. took his booth.. human passion burns.. in me a love turns.. once again in honor to my truth..
Parrots fly East Street.. feather sleek repeat.. in a voice.. their own something to hear.. red yellow and blue.. reflect a beauty true..
I walk along a wing.. song and a tear..
Thought.. ‘What goodness and beauty loved surely must be in my word.. heard in my song..
I see youth crippled.. and crutched.. I know it is a lack of experience.. a misdirection of loving attention.. those for whom love is known.. come to purpose blocked in misunderstanding which defines a questionable stubborn inertia.. sometimes called.. in error.. ‘integrity’.. to one point this definition is true..
Each one who is primal.. for we all are.. exists in the duplicity of society.. this stigma is unnecessary weight..
Those who find ‘menial existence’ unacceptable.. cannot see for there is a rag over the mirror which shows who one is.. what defines one.. what one truly approves of’.. to act in courage and peace’.. Tony