Harsh Voice
HARSH VOICE
I sing the song eternal
A crackling, cackling broomstick sweep
Why?
Lions and tigers and bears, oh my!
A squirt of the old oil can
Clears up the voice for Tin Man
No Yellow Brick Road this life
No wizard in some enchanted castle
And I ask again, why?
This world no Disney tune
Or intoxicated lovers humping ‘neath the moon
I ask the question eternal, why?
Life sucks,
Then you die
I roar, cough at these clichés
As the voice grows weaker
Oh, to laugh in its face
The atheist finally calls on Jesus
No disgrace
Dave Austin
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