The first of September
\nThe great sea of life
\nTAiji sees it differently
\nCausing such strife
\nTo pods that swim joyfully
\nAn obligation
\nTo learn from their parents
\nAnd believe in salvation<\/p>\n
Sensitively structured
\nSeeing with sound
\nTheir moral fibre
\nThe highest around
\nAudible sight
\nAdvanced and on point
\nCombined with true light
\nThe power is then joint
\nBinaural sound
\nAt the pitch and the tone
\nConfirming or not
\nWhether they are alone<\/p>\n
If reception is good
\nAnd sound waves are too
\nThen with silence and calm
\nThey can do what they do
\nPipes in the water
\nA reverberation
\nA shrillness so strident
\nA great detonation
\nA barrage a great wall
\nTintinabulation
\nA great Splash and splutter
\nAnd sibulation<\/p>\n
Which throws into chaos
\nA great hullabaloo
\nOur loud speaker systems
\nDont know what to do
\nWe meet with confusion
\nThreatened we be
\nLike a great cannonade
\nBombarded, our plea
\nAs we are driven to land
\nTortured by the sound
\nWhat a cachophony
\nAnd wrap around<\/p>\n
It pierces our halo’s
\nSuch brutality
\nSqueaky and screechy
\nTotality
\nAs the water gets shallower
\nVoices we hear
\nPikes in the water
\nIt is now clear
\nBlood in the water
\nSinews as well
\nDiscord and harshness
\nwe are entering hell<\/p>\n
Panic sets in
\nWe all realise
\nThe drive underway
\nIs When everyone dies
\nThe japanese grab us
\nLifes over
\nAll’s lost
\nMolested
\nAnd into their hell hole
\nWe’re tossed
\nThe steel pushed into our spine
\nAnd then the wound sealed
\nWith a long wooden peg
\nThe blood then congealed<\/p>\n
Cant leak out as much
\nInto the blue sea
\nThe japanese bastards
\nAll devils they be
\nObnoxious uncaring
\nTheir hearts hard as rock
\nMindless and brain dead
\nThey are in for a shock
\nTheres no doubt that this karma
\nWill surface and be
\nFilling their bodies
\nWith toxicity<\/p>\n
1st of September the great god
\nProtected us as all the banging boats
\nReturned empty<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The first of September The great sea of life TAiji sees it differently Causing such strife To pods that swim joyfully An obligation To learn from their parents And believe in salvation Sensitively structured Seeing with sound Their moral fibre … Continue reading