Dance earth-child dance

Dance earth-child dance
Dance away the stench
of conformities.
You, the cast out few
of societies demented
Heirs to flower kingdoms
Casualties of warped realities
Preacher’s sons and daughters
Assault my senses
with herbal teas
and cannabis filled deeds,
of chants of peace and harmony
Embraced in mother’s womb,
gyrate your frames under
countless lakes of stars
As inhibitions flows endlessly
With eyes shut, arms lifted,
Slaves to earthly beats
of Bohemian rhapsodies
Adjust the perspectives of
drunken, drugged up debaucheries
Savor the bravado
of the cast out few
Crackle the fires of old
as you,
Dance earth-child dance