2012 By: The Lightman George Garrett Anastasia. Poem by Lightman George Garrett Anastasia

2012

Helter, skelter, romper room.
The teacher flew in on a broom.

Told the children were all doomed.
From Helter, Skelter, Romper Room.

The children all so hungry
Herd the ringing of the bell.

Told to line up single file
for the feeding at 2012.

Well I resurrect this morning
morning star shining bright.

I had the strangest felling.
something, just wasn’t right.

I came up to attention
To see just what it’s worth

When I stepped out of my bed
I went right passed the earth.

Falling through time and space
You could hear me as I cursed.

The echo returning
You haven’t seen the worst.

The heat was arising
Felt like the gateway to hell.


They all lined up in single file
for the feeding at 2012.

They looked toward the new savior
But it was his first term.

He said all of you prepare to hurt
For surely were all going to burn.

Each day it’s getting hotter
There’s a burning you can smell.

And their all lined up in single file
for the feeding at 2012.

Helter, skelter, romper, room.
The teacher flew in on a broom.

Told the children were all doomed.
From Helter, Skelter, Romper Room.

I got a call from the ancients
Said the message was written on the wall.

And that they had my number.
They knew just who to call.

We know you met the light man.
Ever since, he’s been with you.

And if you listen closely
He’ll tell you what to do.

We can avoid the disaster
Mute the ringing of the bell.


Don’t need to line up single file
For the feeding at 2012.


Helter, skelter, romper room.
The teacher flew in on a broom.

Told the children were all doomed
From Helter, Skelter, Romper, Room.

~BOOM! ~

From: The Lightman George Garrett Anastasia.