showtime

Call me the Shamanic Showman

Call me the Summertime Snowman

Call me Jimmy, The Boiled Frog

Ribbiting away, embroiled in the smog

 

The mysteries of magick

Lemme spell it out

Words and beliefs are powerful

They hold a lot of clout

 

Sure, sticks and stones

Will always break bones

But words can pierce and wound

Their weight can leave you entombed

 

In an echo chamber

Of internalised hate

Miniture martyr mouth movements

Can seal your fate

 

So, create a new church

and fill it with people

Who aren’t trying their hardest

to burn down the steeple

 

Baptise your self

in your own mindfire

Purge yourself

of destructive desire

 

Open your hearts

Open your mind

Look for something

To remind

 

That you DO have worth

That you DO belong on this earth

 

That the only person

you have to serve

Is YOU

 

That much, you DO deserve

 

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