Mythville

Thy Father's Needs

(Forgive, But Don't Forget)



In the secret agent shades

along the dirty boulevard

the disquited boys try

to hunt down new divas

with energies circling,

tryin' not to rust



As the shadows get longer

no longer rough

is no longer enough

and the divine fems

keep in their corners

reportin' on their formers



Thy father's needs

Thy father's needs

Thy father's needs

cause the earth

to bleed



Who is left or right

of the center

keep untying hearts

and poisoned darts

together feelin'

funny about the weather



And the Overlord plays

his fiddle to bards split

right down the middle

letting the dust of fast

polarities just plain settle



Thy father's needs

Thy father's needs

Thy father's needs

just suck the rust

off the gristy griddle



There's a guy here

waitin' for the gals

to complete their

conversations

dreamin' of their

own truths to private

Cherokee nations,

Cherokee people

as wedding bells ring

and a divided nation

fails to swing or sing

on either wing



Thy father's needs

Thy father's needs

Thy father's needs

boilin' up corn seeds

to cut all those Joans

of Arc but deep



Don't you feel

O so incomplete

due to thy Father's needs

Thy father's needs

Thy Father's needs

dryin' corn seeds

O so incomplete

to his dirty deeds

his dirty deeds

crossed up

cotton seeds

Ozo incomplete

Ozo incomplete

Ozo incomplete



to thy father's needs

thy father's needs

cut down those weeds

let it all just bleed

for Thy father's needs

Thy Father's needs

Thy father's needs

the whole damn earth

plain gone to seed



~ Douglas McDaniel,

The Bards of Mythville,

While on military tour

in St. Charles, Illinois