Hibiscus Sunrise

Hibiscus Sunrise... Not the diluted hues of Instagram filters/ But the raw, unfiltered blaze of truth/ They say there's one way, only one way, to tell it/ No 'alternative facts' shimmering like heat haze in a desert of deception/ Just the bone-deep, gut-wrenching, soul-exposing...truth/ And damn, the music! SOUL, elevated/ to another level, altogether/Funk till ya drop level/ Suddenly, I felt the universe’s strings… tightening/ Not to strangle, but to conduct/ Like a cosmic funk symphony/ I was just a tenor horn in its hands/ Bootstrap tight, ready to launch into the Sun Ra’s unknown/ Man, what burns in the hearts, the minds, the souls of those who conjure fire like this/ This sound? This truth? a forbidden fruit? “But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat…" Heavy words, echoing in the digital void/ Because to know the truth, to taste it, to truly digest it/ … is to risk a kind of death. a death of comfortable lies/ Down here, in the deep, the jellyfish and octopus, patient sentinels of rhythm and tide, have been waiting/ Waiting for this latest jazz set/ So damn dope, yeah/ So raw, so… necessary/ Like oxygen in a vacuum/ I dug, man, I dug it deeply/ past the surface, past the pretense, straight into the pulsing, breathing heart of it all/ Don't fight the funk, uh-uh/ can't fight the funk, no no!!!/ Because on the good foot funk, I’m talkin’ bout the Larry Be Coo Funk...is the truth/ it will find you/ It will shake you/ It will wake you/ And in that moment, suspended between sunrise and the infinite, you’ll know/ You’ll finally know/ there is only one way/ And it's ringing in your ears right now/