Dancing Donkey's Feast
As I was walking' and talking' and finding my seat,
Chasing rainbows of desire and success really neat,
Lightning and thunder pummels, crushes and defeats,
Babies, golden dreams, prostrate at my feet.
On the day of the dancing donkey's feast.
The confusion of illusion of lies and deceit,
Politician promises of the bosses and priest,
Lies damned black by the snobby elite,
Profits of the wealthy dissolved by the heat,
On the day of the dancing donkey's feast.
Despair of the drowning in the sea of compete,
An upside down world of beggars and cheats,
A dying world striving for profit and treat,
Where is the door to evil's retreat,
I've lost all I can, bested and beat.
On the day of the dancing donkey's feast!
by Fred Guymon, April, 1996
Fred W. Guymon
2519 Williams Grant
Sugar Land, TX 77479
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