JOHN BROWN drew a mighty saw
Into the flesh of mangled law
The blade was lodged in bone
Morphine dulled the righteous pain
The years moved on but nothing’s changed
He molders in his grave
Now law’s arm is back again
Strangling the life within
He is rotting, forgotten
He’s not plotting, forgotten
Memory fading
His name a footnote
Fading out
Into the void
Legacy to be destroyed
Work as hard as you can stomach
Then work harder: life long spent
Be a soldier, small business owner
A self starter: there it all went
Consecrated, never sated
Blood in water, chum your scent
Howl and holler, be a father
Be a martyr forgotten
Father of a failure plan
That's outgrowth is a tangled land
Breaking down the pearly gates
Shattering the dinner plates
Food for fodder in the slaughter
Trampling police blotters
Gathering the grains of structures
With hammers drawn the poultice ruptures
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