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Conscience Cries

Garrulous ghosties
Chasing pumpkin pie
All the little trumpies
Can never tell me why

Why must we act so
Ritten’s house has fallen
Do we really have to go this low
Someone’s conscious cries when callin’

A new call to prayer
In this dawn’s early light
To row this barge ashore
The muscles scream in pain’s dull bite

Overdubs in chintz glory
Faded actresses fade to black
Please don’t go to Kenosha
You’ll never find your way back

Innocent as the day is long
Why does everything go so wrong

Let’s GO!

No one cares what words I sling.
No one cares what desperate prayers I sing.
All they want is a path to follow.
All you want is some truth to swallow.

I hear some lives matter more than most,
But I’ve stopped praying to the Holy Ghost.
Love Thy Neighbor is lost in the Six O’Clock News
And every Sunday empty are Holy Name’s prized pews.

My friend is a one hard working Mother;
She’s quite lovely, like none other.
Oh yeah, she’s one African-American
With a white friend— this Earthling man.

I’m sick of race, ‘cept the Triple Crown.
Love is an embrace, get That idea down!
Don’t need no politician to say what’s so;
Come on Earthlings, Life’s a party—Let’s GO!