Alchemisland

Seeking fame by way of faking

I’m a crypto scam away from Satan

No difference between fair claim and just taking

Once you’re beyond the pale

Force is the way, force is the real power

Force is the sway, force is nature

To do otherwise is to betray, to derange

For on this Earth and amongst the ruling powers, there is no changemaker

Like force, the sword, the voice at loudest roar

I heard a raven caw in my dream, a stag in a stilled stream

Hoarfrost on the reeds with tops like winebottle stoppers

I stopped a moment and stooped, in my hands the loppers

I woke and could not recall anything else, all day I felt stupid

I tried to train myself to write down everything I could remember the second I woke up

But I smoke too much bud, too much fuzz

I love it but there’s a trade

It’s certainly not improving, worse everyday

But we do what we can, while we’re able

Graced with movement, and therefore favour.