Mason Maestro Poems

We don't need to be their global citizens
We keep our culture, nationality
Diverse nations of populations
Kindred spirit of society
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Under the bed
I bury my head and try to shut the world out
As it's found there's a whole other world of Hoodoo
Of root doctoring conjuring and spirit voodoo
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The beast, he hovered everyday
In a bottomless pit deep down and locked away
Collide some atoms, scratch the fire
Evil minds they will conspire
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In shopmarts and gourmet coffee stars
In Lincoln limousines, with those who have the means
And hunchbacks in fields
And travelers in hostel dorms, on concrete dikes
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You're the kind of man that would endorse disorder
Reversing and worsening, your inversion yearning

Ply as you like, you can spike it, you can strike it as you might
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A kidnapped child trafficked, directly delivered
Not sold for his kidneys, nor for his liver
Ritual rite at a Masonic lodge
Attended by a well-renowned entourage
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Expelled from paradise
No living soul can empathize
Cause we are man on the outside looking in
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Pigs tend to wander when they fly
The Battersea reply
And the snipers lost their sight
With the bassist at Montreal  
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Iconoclastic, enviro plastic 
The price is elastic 
Variable change is drastic 
Quantify the rise and fall
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The framework of the world
From the dark hive mind
The infrastructure built
Affirms the cryptic kind
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