Penetrating

Penetrating
This is fight and flight poetry
I'm still on the run;
Where there's a fraternity
There ain't yet a one.

Can't fathom the truthfulness
Can't play the fairway
As torture is to torture-
Oil goes to flames.

Knowing numbers are one
Spark the internal combustion;
Wall's masonry falls to love,
 Like a seduction.

The cavalry charge comes thundering,
The cornerstone must ever be of truth;
Praying on power's plant
And down comes the roof.

'Cause riding in a Hearst reality,
The dead are so resistant to change;
It's still 1937
When the future was betrayed.

And they all shuffle along-
These dandies today;
There's no heart in the politics
Because for a short time, crime really does pay.

My mind is focused fission
And justice, Aye, my root's escape;
As time is just the oceans' motion
The future is ingrained.

And as if you don't know this,
This is not a power play;
When you stand on those parallel tracks
You will get hit by the train.

Who poisoned the water?
Who poisoned the soul?
Who poisoned the poetry?
That bitch needs to be rolled!

She needs a strong seed
To create a new home;
Penetrating the bush,
True as the body's bones.

'Cause I am ramrod reason
And fucked full of hope;
Pushing it to the limits
To bring it back home.