High and Dry

High and dry, the billowing of wind.
The dusty sand enveloped everything.
Stark naked, burning eyes of evil glared.
Hypnotically enhanced, the empty stare.

Red the rims, and white the center.
Darkness of the night would enter.
Essential tremor, fear denied.
Seek another alibi and lie.

Fake it till you make it.
Come on, we know that you can take it.
Manly men have never felt at all.
Brute force within the shopping at the mall.

Guns will blow away the child's play.
No one dared to find another way.
Discipline and punishment are in.
No bruises are allowed to spoil the grin.

High and dry, the billowing of wind.
The dusty sand enveloped everything.
Stark naked, burning eyes of evil glared.
Hypnotically enhanced, the empty stare.

High finance joined with lowdown cruelty.
Blind justice never wanted them to see.
Beatific glory sung through ever gritted teeth.
Look into the mirror and finally meet
the winner's face that finally lost it all...

? Michaelette ?

7/5/2002
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