Unexpectancy of night

Unexpectancy of night lays sandcastle foundation,

The resiliency of might only softens population.

Swinging left and swinging right, how is that for evolution?

It’s the same confusing plight, just give in to institutions.

Cancel this, awaken that, bring me back to good ‘ol ages,

World revolves per tit for tat, we just change the colored cages.

Pages rages, it’s contagious, it contains the iller sages,

Placing wagers with your wages, gauges blowing through the ages.

Every dimwit – a professor, every wolf has got sheep’s clothing.

Even loathing has a purpose, every liner never duped us.

Wages growing, life still sucks, maybe time to visit temple?

Or line up among the ducks and show off the summer dimples.

Maybe time to see the sky, or succumb to 6 below,

Yes, I know it’s a lie, yet I chill and gently row.

Still in tow of my bow, arrows lost, and pants are low.

In the know fly like crow, snatch like fox and live like whoa.

Paranoid paranormal, all of this is just abnormal.

Whether losing, timeless ruzing, not recycling, reusing,

So amusing, entertaining, hit bull’s eye without aiming,

Not researching, ascertaining, when it’s wet, it must be raining.

Hallelujah, break the challah, break your mind, don’t be no baller.

Wrap it up, don’t be shot caller, do your time, don’t chase the dollar.

Answers only causing questions, questions always beg for answers,

The repetitive uniqueness, being gully is your weakness,

Being obvious is boring, so you’re back to your shotcalling.

So you’re back to repetition, ala Pavlov, preconditioned.

Ala Jerry, chasing Tom, ala Cuba, in the sun.

Expectations necessary but set up nonstop hysterics.

Constant wonder is a must, if you craftly mix with lust.

So, we’re back to let me live, but in style, with belief.