Small minded raw egos product-drive dense conversation
On a lifelong Socratic vacation
It's not just my imagination
Running away with impatience
What's with the dramaturgical promulgations?
Today the sun has shown what sons can father on their own
Fishing for praise at every orientation
Elaborate means withholding an inactive imagination
Neutron-ic star composites of syndication
Colorblind racist in little lamb clothes
What's become of our salvation?
Further risk your life in a new vocation
At a penitentiary style location
Jump off the burning train, derailed before a station
Gather up ashen soot to prolong anticipated elation
Step off the stepstool, place yourself on a throne
The all-seeing sun has shone
On sons who know now what they own