I will venture there
Where taboos have been created
And break them for sane men,
Reminiscence of yesterday's nostalgia
Leading me the way.
I'm obsessed with
What the Greeks bestow the world
Our order of the day
Adultrated by the meddlers.
We have communed
With the forces beyond,
No Pater Noster or Angus Dei
Has summoned any change.
I will venture there
Defiant I will be
To stop the maddening dance
That ordered the reverse of our norms
I will be wisely cautious
Trade foolishly with them
Until the baton
Falls into my grip.
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