the hymn of antagonistic prodigy

'tis a song of rock 'n' roll,
sounds like a crap of rap
to the tune of fuck 'n' fall,
in the melody of antimony
and psychedelic parody,
used as placebo
like crystals of naphthalene
mistaken for methamphetamine
that won't let you die,
but can make you fly
instead,
to a place that resembles
your deathbed
buried deep inside your head
to the abyss of your desires
flashing in vivid images
where you can be free
from the monochrome,
cupidity,
social hierarchy,
agony,
ebony
and, yeah, from the stupid ivory.

you'll never have to question
the orgasmic sensation.
just make a pleasurable bellow
of schadenfreude,
in the name of sigmund freud,
over the rotting shadows
of the hypocrites' superstitious
addiction to their devotion
to a crucified deity,
kick a jewish ass
or assassinate a mormon.
so what if they call you a moron?
just say, "to hell with your religion
and your irreverent mediocrity!"

there are privations...
no more,
another two-minute heartbreak?
nevermore.
because in here,
you can be rubious-blithe
buying your own world
where when
the white elephant
declares another war,
you are free to
withdraw all your stocks,
from the fucking nasdaq,
make a gamble in a race track.
when you fail,
use fuck
as a prozac
to ease the pain.
in here you’ll remain…
just don’t ever lose
the color in you
may it be carmine in hue.

this is the remedy,
the antagony between
monarchy and anarchy,
and the pathetic obsession
of a society full
of contradictions,
illusions,
and megalomaniac delusions,
betraying your moral liberty
from hypocrisy.
a prodigal bourgeoisie
is what now you can be,
leaving the shades of gray,
living vividly.
don't bother asking
any question like:
"superman, why don't you save the world today?"
who's john galt anyway?
just put your LEG
before the END
so you can make yourself a
LEGEND
and sing this
hymn of the antagonistic prodigy.

xdelax-circa08