Poetry by Youngblood Elixir
The only flags I see in my fellow man is the symbol of Neter,
Give them the key to shed the fetter.
No time for Patriotism,
That’s a Rush to Judgment like Geddy Lee to Atheism.
If we working in the infinite how can we go back,
Time to jump off this linear track.
Don Cornelius this soul train,
Shaman funk walk this co rain.
Spray a Love Supreme like Coltrane.
Find your essence but have patience like a rose swinging on it’s Axel,
More connected than coaxial.
The answers not in a system,
That’s an incision into the brain causing fission, clouding vision, resulting in you shooting up like a piston,
Programmable mammal versus controlling cannibal,
Fabian slow drip on Hannibal.
So caught up in the Matrix forgot how to be basic,
So shaded from the light, forgot how to be ancient.
Sharpened nose on the wrong Axe, forgot Nature’s fragrance.
Instead of THE key, a key word triggers a nation of MK Ultra patients.
On Radio Free Europe stations, they spread tyranny of the majority.
Infiltrate privacy to predict trends like a Report Minority.
A horror they be, jack up this pirate radio, no fee on these waves, be it air or sea.
My sea note, message in the bottle will sting like rays, that’s my wealth, not a C Note.
The seeds note what grimy mud cultivated the free quote.
Not a death pledge, a mortgage quote, created by funny money company men folk.
Honor, infinite, the subtle spirit that never dies, as long as humanity hears, the call will always arise.
Censorship on the rise so I guess we go back to word of mouth,
I’m down, my axe is sharpened, let’s go chop wood and start a fire,
So our offspring will create a well spring and hold tight to what is higher.
Our legacy will step off into the new frontier,
Not a where or a when, but what has always been near.
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