Once Upon a Time

What claims pure
Is driven & un-riven
Whole & focused
The Locus of Control
Knuckle-bones & Frail frames
Slit-throat screams
Endeavor to tame the masses
What passes for integrity
In the first of all cities
A mass mind interpretation
Integration, wholesale assimilation
Open wide for another mouth
Full of sunshine, promises & hope
Swallow, follow, grope
Swing from the rope
From which we all will hang
Tomorrow is today
What we sing we sang
To your ambivalence

Once upon a time.