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
