[Mr. J]

To say the least, the tame pray to beasts
Save their speech until they can claim a feast
Brazen beaks circle and await their treat
I see you...and even though you wait for me
I'll never come like a hand with a tricky thumb
Curriculum based outside the windy slum
Y'all rode the bench harder than the sticky gum
Better off dead than willingly giving up...
Tip the scale while walking the balance beam
Pleas of insanity, quoting the dregs of humanity
Lost in self worth then change came radically
Now that's senseless...enter another casualty
A canister, a banister...a widow and a camera
Broken windows, laughter and Michaelangelo
May the art live on when filmed by amateurs...
Another day done...mark it off the calendar