Winter’s May and splinters stay
Winners cave and here’s the stray
Sinking into my skin of mine
Leaving private world behind
Here we go, on the loose to the zoo
Of heroic expectations of our nation
Of colliding collaboration that can’t be right
No, wrong wrong wrong! All we do all the time
Babies to adults, we are in constant rhyme
We are in constant prevail, in our skin a masked veil
What you is what you believe, but not in your mind
What you fear is lonely, what you think is holy
What we want is solely a chance to have our say
But it will never come, the day we do it will be
Laughable, tolerable, compressed to equal naught
What you forgot is pleasure and the ability to think free
What you remember is just step forward and be
Like all that are around thee
Therefore protected from blasphamy
And routed towards energies that propel you forward
But won’t you want the day back
When May was spring and flowers bloomed
The only things around that can sing to their own tune
And even then not they
Want to open their eyes to May
For flowers are perfumed no more and
Candied roses stand near the door
As guards and have no thorns for protection
This our nation, this our lesson
We don’t mind it, for we are mindless
And some can say we are sensing
Only that which was before us not above or below us
We are here as guardians, we are here to protect
The plan, the ultimate, the very pinnacle of existence
That makes the creativity and ability to smile
Slowly go away
In our winter’s May.
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