Down in the City
all the dudes sing,
“Anything good for you’s, bad for you…do dah.”
Revolutionist talk is not so much about things,
as you would normally expect.
Over toward the specious edge of your universe,
one fellow described to me, “War,” as the
ultimate way to get EVERYbody’s attention.
The City limits of what you know
shouldn’t be determined by your haircut.
(One ear read, “Welcome To Our Fair Village,”
and the other bade, “Come Again.”)
No need to hang around,
the defeated are not going to throw A Loser’s Party…