This music from the
south
This muse has some
learn, mosly mouth to mouth
This mule could be
called stubborn, and lazy
but in a clever sort of
way
this new could be
working, waiting, and learning and planning
for a sacred kind of
day
the day
when burning sticks and
crosses
is not mere child's
play
but a madman in his
most delicatescent bloom
whose lover's soul is
imperfection
in its most lustrous
gloom
So stand,
Fast young Romeo
Fast young Romeo
Soothe in contemplation
Your burning whole and
aching thigh
Your stubbornness, ever-living
And cruel anxiety has
begun to die
So stand,
Fast young Romeo
Fast young Romeo
Stand fast
