the story of life and;
what story ? what life ?
what's there to tell,
hear and experience ???
this is no time for a block,
no time to be silent
if the words don't flow....
the time is not write, right? or rite !
either term, meaning of it's own
just piece them togather, and;
the story unfolds...
once a time when upon
the ass end of live life is told
the birth is never a way to start
or think, let's forget the whole idea
never mind, what i had, wished to tell
just add up and down, sideways and
no ways, all ways, too many ways but
knowadays, the hours go soo fast, nothing
seems to last, tootsie rolls were a treat
before they made them to suck
imagine life, a sucker of a pop
lickety split, nitwit the sweater for
your grandkids birthday, celebrate your own
with a new family plot, what's it ALL about?
what's it never going to be, how many,
how much is plenty, wish upon a star
bury the sins of the past to the devil
pray for this year, as well as all the others
past is but a preview to the future
when only the blind can see what's not there
eye can go on and on, i can't see,
middle eye on my face, has lost it's place
where it used to be is now, where it was,
seeing is never believing, nor it that which
we reason to be the truth, Einstein only
dreamed what he could not see, the E quasion
was a gift from the past, no human being, being only a slave to evolution,
conceive, perceive, that which is more that
our feeblness could ever comprehend....
oh? what about my story ? , may be
next time you tune in, the seance is over, puttin' back
my white sheet, spookknitin' hat and eye woen't dare to read what
you had no sense to read so far, in case you wanna know, it's 'Spontanious',
try it some time...
you've nothing to lose
but sum of your mind...
© 2000 ...louie levy
see ya back
'on th' road', dude