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The DJ plays wrong songs
for greens
and blues,
blacks and browns,
yellows
and opaquely sacred matriarchal reds,
both natural
and spiritual
progressive parties too all-encompassing
to quickly divest 
of octave ageless ending
beginning right with left footed again.

DJ
never learned to dance outdoors
naked
or even organically half-dressed
to impress,

To preach
devolved true meaning,
That pro-life
could not mean pro-death of leg-spread liberal mothers,
whether of their own freedom-loving will
or rapaciously patriarchal 
repressing otherwise.

To ride RightMind waves
of cooperative
integral
holonic
MotherEarth primal relationship
revolving sacred DJ spin,
Earth's harmonic resonating song.

DJ left MotherEarth
and sanctity behind
To buy Her up and app,
and inappropriately sell Her
to the highest patriarchal bidder
buying passive market space
margins against Matriarchal
time resilient potential winners.

Quick gaming gains
deep darkly hidden chaos cash valued
exempt from environmental co-relationship
becoming an oxymoron
like capitalist intelligence.

DJ learned his Ego
is his ZeroZone
with no remaining outdoor cherished vision
for realistic Rainbow ReStoring Warriors
replaying LP progressive folk tunes
and stand up EarthRooting improv
for voters and investors
prepared to deeply listen
for outside health committed learning
democratic well-being 
constitutional swearing
to spin out greener DJs
with 2020 revolutionary vision.

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