[Bigbadbob]

HIERARCHY

Superstition hangs in boding
Guards the road with morning crows
Esoteric mystic chanting
Minds eye apprehension grows
Questions asked with answers pending
Sweat slips freely from knotted brows
Mist enshrouds lost souls salvation
Entombs the fantasists strangled yell

Embrace the child growing, smiling
Holding on,forever wanting
Eschew the old man lonely, dying
One eye on the chasm, looming
Chimney smoke that’s gently wafting
Stretched transparent on winter winds

Obscured scenarios in clouded visions
Nothing moves but space and time
Ribbons of a hue cascading
From depths extenuation blinds
Always holding on for something
The center of the universe
Through fingers clenched in desperate trembling
The last chance given disappears

See the future dawning, shining
Holding on, forever wanting
See the enigma forming, dousing
Lost upon the road, bending
Spoken words of velvet guile
Stretched transparent on winter winds

Coalescence thought and matter
The verve of sound that ever blends
Wholly tired standing weakly
Framed beliefs no one defends