Perceptual Shifts

Bouncing across the checker board I'll captain this ship Advance or retreat Something in between Power holds all the money Its funny to be upset or Disgruntled Synesthesia rampart As molten sense changes form Its altered or reborn A soul in the melting pot Of Creation So when its your turn Ill observe The movement and assumption Which battery packed brigade Made it across the line Jujitsu in the heart of the city Street stomping Wall Street papers