Lets Dance

 

I

When in doubt, touch your darkness;

unsure, what to write or how – dance!

With the audience, the devil, your heartless

gut, wrenching for not expecting smart press.

Forget, who you are, what you need, chance;

let your mind roam the desert eminence;

lush forested hills and meadow gardens bliss.

II

Don't articulate form, but break the mould;

loose yourself in the void, find your own pace.

Many judges discern, what has been told –

but that ain't your story nor blood to get sold.

Find your own crosses to carry, Calvary trace;

for the saints and sinners, you choose to grace!

Dance with your own Godspeed and Ghouls.

III

Tabula Rasa your biggest fiend indeed;

friends, who compare fashion articles.

Let them piss on your altars, graffity ahead –

If you got something to say, get used!

People will forsake you, not understand cackle;

mispronounce yours, make a sudden tackle.

Tact not your problem, but how to redeem!

IV

Learn from the Masters, and from the Streets;

forget it all, after you found your theme.

Not those, who hoard likes, followers are deep;

it may show mainstream, but not any means!

If you got something, dance in the Gleams;

until your shadows are grown-up to dream!

Are you the One, who shall bring down the Elites!

V

True Excellence, dost look the rear window;

lead with example, dance with the fairies!

Unicorn your steeds, wyvern your shadow:

ado with the dragon, manticore take a bow.

Be your own jury and execute your diaries –

your wildest dreams and lewdest miscarries.

As long it suits you, who cares about the hoes.