vision of revolution

[revolutionrabbit]

I was having a vision of revolution
I was typing the words in the bell
I could hear the ringing in the jell
insane words were blowing down the road
mad winds were taring down the neon signs
these were the ends times trying man's soul
and the ragged drunk monks proffer their bowl
flashing signals flying through the wild lights air
in between the inane ravings of the prophet
they read between the lions & tiger brights
and the killer clowns roar at the dead moon
and the coffee rain burns through the film
they cried in the empty buildings of God
they screamed in the asylums of education
I was having a vision of television revelation
I saw the hell they called heaven fall in the star
the time had come the bums had thrown them out
we came marching through the Disneyland ruins
came flooding through the ghost holy heartbreak hotel
came banging on pots and pans in the demolition dawn
they were feeding the visions to the unwashed masses
giving them the hopes of the hopeless shadow boxes
weaving lies into the hurling vomiting skies of movie spies
the racket just kept growing louder as the rocket crashed
all the banks had been cashed all the slogans rationed
but the greeters at the gates of paradise pointed at the idol
and the idols removed the painted masks of the war whore
blood guts and gore let the dark angel pour the cool aid no more
were drinking the dirty waters down by the constellation floor
and poets and crazy visionaries waved hands on the city corner

[dadio]

Revolutions are seldom bloodless and is revealed here in this fine poem.

the idols removed the painted masks of the war whore
blood guts and gore let the dark angel pour the cool aid no more...

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[david]

A whirlwind that lifted me up and deposited me spent......d