TO THE DOGS I GO ONCE AGAIN
I looked hopefully to the wise for answers
To quench my taste and hunger
For knowledge, insight and direction
But the wise, elected and selected
Spent their time running helter and skelter
In food, wine, gold, and silver pursuit
Churches opened their doors offering succour
Making promises of paradise lost to gain
And like the desperado I was, I’m lured in, jubilantly expectant
But promises of come with nothing
Became punctuated with the compulsion of
Offerings, ten percentages and of a life no longer mine
Mortally; strained, resistant and estranged
I was accused of non conformity, undedicated,
Faithless...dialectical and worldly
Dragged I soon was before the altar
To answer to his most rostrum high, Pontius Pilate.
To quench my taste and hunger
For knowledge, insight and direction
But the wise, elected and selected
Spent their time running helter and skelter
In food, wine, gold, and silver pursuit
Churches opened their doors offering succour
Making promises of paradise lost to gain
And like the desperado I was, I’m lured in, jubilantly expectant
But promises of come with nothing
Became punctuated with the compulsion of
Offerings, ten percentages and of a life no longer mine
Mortally; strained, resistant and estranged
I was accused of non conformity, undedicated,
Faithless...dialectical and worldly
Dragged I soon was before the altar
To answer to his most rostrum high, Pontius Pilate.
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