Vibes from a tortured Earth
speak to a tormeted soul
on the water from Badumbum Cave.
As if a therapist
this voice exists
it is errorless
in its innocence
and in its truth
it knows it's limits.
Sounds of impetus
pushing for her promised land
and children out of hand
not giving a damn
just rewards.
Under rugs
bribes and payoffs
rainbows
old flowers.
I will respond to Badumbum Cave
and on that day
it will listen as attentively
and as lovingly as one dying saying:
"I have secretly admired you all these years
I wish I had made choices you have
now I die."
I will say:
"Good Buy!"
2 comments:
Another secret revelation of the Alpha and Omega that cannot be seen by flesh or have been observed to have made any difference.
It has come to pass- now the beast has a name: Badumbum.
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