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