Warmth Into Frost (Part 2) Poem by Ray Quesada

Can you still feel your warmth
or are you covered in Frost?
The Warmth within is free...
do you feel the joy of Free Heat?
Or, do you lick the feet of the boss?
'Make sure those 'I's are dotted
and those 'T's are crossed! '
-'Right away master! Right way boss! '
The Pawns are lost...
No sign of Free Thought...
That's why ya gotta know what you are,
and know what you're NOT.

Can you hear the Voice clear,
in your Inner Ear, my dear?
Or, are you imprisoned by Fear?
Pull back the curtain my peers!
Listen here, listen here! !
Listen up, Shirley!
Listen up, Earl!
This ol' cold world'll
make yer soul
surely swirl...
It turns 12-year olds into Women!
and women into girly-girls!
Be careful...THIS ride is one hell of a whirl!
Let me off for a sec, i think i'm gonna hurl...

Gotta straighten a few of the Curls,
polish our Mind's Pearls;
Take a break from the City,
and get back to the Rural-