.:mauled:.

kriticool · Number of posts: 124 Registration date: 2007-03-04

IIIII

don’t stop; don’t stop
spend 'til you drop

::dead

death
it's gazing; it’s amazing
now grazing on a so-called recovery
wanted...just one more shopping spree
getting old told it's one or more ways to get free
believe you me
next up inna flash it'll be cash for them funky brains
a shout out whispered by lames; barbarians
cannibals lounging in the gallery
their bloated salaries based on their next meal
they know the deal...you can bank on it; they put the stank on it
while we get spread eagle & sprawled
mauled by smiling lions; the ones running w/ the bull:::

::a sugar-coated shot

it's all we got; coming to us all the way "Live"
they've arrived...the dead-shift of spendthrifts
the ones moving on inflated tips; a star gutted eclipse
Wall Street trips that don’t & won't satisfy; never to rectify
how can they justify playing at it sideways, in their sly ways
dispensing & collecting with... mostly interest in mind
their interest
and
in their interest we bottom line
lining up behind tin men & scared crows
those in the throes of imminent collapse
a lapse...running laps of poor memory
caused by an inadequate sensory

::perception ::tribulation

going at full speed
& backwards
rounding the next bend; what do they intend?
prosperity...when?
they pretend who knows, but
who cares?
certainly not the blank stares; the ones blinking on & off
getting off on the tracks laid; still not paid
obviously ::oblivious to The Beat::
it's a techno flavored defeat
we need to re-treat from the auto tuned; real soon
the ones put in charge to lead the change
strange; how their crunched numbers
go write on left to get right ::behind
going nowhere; these games of truth or dare
they've been re-mastered over time
just like this rhyme; not playing “that” well and
that's a sign; a very descriptive signal
telling us all what's been allowed to happen
but the lies got us mauled
and
we're still nappin'
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photo: Jeremy Thorman