Hey Snake! What's going on?
I heard you Escaped from New York.
What happened to Harold, Maggie, and Cabbie.
What's our country coming to anyway?

You've heard the phrase "Let the punishment fit the crime."
I say out with this theory! Instead let the perspectives fit the action.
Don't put others down because of the way they view the world.

You stumble around the earth in a daze.
Critizize my views and question my faith.
Starting wars in "god's name".
How blind you people really are.

How can I trust you when you flaunt your style?
Acting for fame, dancing for recognition.
A prostitute of the Arts; an opportunist at night.
Ready to slit someone's throat to get ahead.

I saw a sheperd walking down a lonely street.
He was walking and guiding countless loss sheep.
There were a plethora of sheep; many just black and white.

Evening: Early night

She takes my hand through the castle's keep.
Guiding me through the darkness, laughing ambiguously.
She opens a door and we proceed to lie down.

The Scene: Morning

The sun shines across the defeated skies.
The birds chirp and the hawks fly.
Oh Great Spirit, bless me with love and devotion.
To the Ranch I shall go….

Blood spilled on the shamrocks
The fighting ensues.
The RIRA, British, and Loyalist forces too.

I never knew her, this Irish rose.

They stated their views without trepidation.
But you scorned them and derided their names.
They want to help this country.
Rid it of its tyrannical rule.

A revolution has already started.

Two lady friends walking all day
Black clothes, Goth, strutting their style.
Getting home, Iris says, "I need a massage; I've been walking all day".

Why do some believe we were born with sin?
Some state that we are living in a corrupted world; only our "soul" is real.
Why do fanatics jam religion down the populace's throat.

Coconut, maple hair
Taoist tattoo, something new to wear
I need you, honey, I need you.
But I won't die for you.

Black magic, drinking hard
Casting a spell like a sagacious whore.