Rags, This Is A Letter To You Poem by Charles Manson

Rags, This Is A Letter To You

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It is my hope and dream
To hook up through the satellites
With everyone that's in the Family
Red and Blue, Green, Gold and Yellow
All the girls that are in jail with me
That gave their lives, took their lives
Gave their lives again

This is on the other side of the noose
That hangs in the sky
Where the infinite consciousness
Within all living things cry
Sometimes you can just hang there and fly

I was going to give you some poetry
Of how it feels to be lonely
To be alone, with no one, sitting down in the hole
No letters for five years
Just turned sixteen

I almost got adopted once
But they took a guy who was deaf and dumb
Brought him to California
Put him on a ranch
He took a gun and started shooting cows
Johnny Holiday

All the cowboys in the Rio were like outlaws
Steel sharpened
Knives came through the spirits eyes
Landed right on my tongue

I had to learn everything all by myself
The first thing I learned was:
Don't Trust Anyone
No more than you do yourself
If we're gonna do something in this world
We've gotta do it right
Underneath all that ever was
Reasons and rhymes wound up tight
Astral flight, my spiralling staircase dreams
Lucifer my brother, died of strings
Come on in, with your organ, cupid-man flies
Coming down the highway, crystal palace dreams
Dreams dreamin' on, know what I'm feelin'
Far is the country, way out on a balmy sea
Sail--Sailing on home boy, sailing on home
Singing it on home

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mark Vollrath 04 September 2008

once again, another brilliant poem by the brilliant charles manson...i love you charlie!

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