Once upon a time,
I took a little trip
Oratory tricks
For jedi-mind flips
Visions of trees bloom
Dissolved to sand dunes
Here crystallized sighs
Two crystalline scythes
Lost to the sight yet
Steppin’ over minds
Giants for your fly
Strip tease ego down
One layer in a time
What a crime.
What, a crime?
Simply holding refined?
Or excuses to practice
Dark arts reviled even
By witchcrafted lions
That shudder in disgrace
Due to conjoined line-age?

If realities rise and fall
In time to algorithmic AIs
Beck and call, find me
In the space they don’t
Want us to go. Where
They fear to tread…
Themselves, their soul…

Now, from 12 feet under
Now, we Pillage n Plunder
Psywaves for clairvoyant hunger
And devoured Hourglasses
From 12 feet under
We rise in fiery thunder
With lightning strikes asunder
Baby, ride the waves
From 12 feet under
I witnessed 12 wonders
Dancing in the moonlight
Genetically crafted to be
mans reason for flight
Evolutions don’t come easy
Prices paid with loving treason
Still Revolutions make me queasy
But when in Rome, ‘Tis the season

-Bardos