The Unholy Holy Man Poem by Chuy Amante

The unholy one
is the one who knows
what existence is all about
"been there, done that"
is a common refran from the global spout

i live with the wandering bohemians
they cook for me, I scratch their backs
we smoke fresh green not from packs
we play, we sleep, we suck,
To the rest of the world...

We love, we love ourselves enough
to never sell our souls to slavery.
we wander, we play, we feast, we ponder.
Holy is the ground we seed and stomp
we strip we swim. we know how to romp
FREELY WE LOVE, holy is here now
not above
WE
LOVE