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Night tme goes the day is about to begin what were we
talking about

Or was it the wind that cried Mary

Memory plays games have we met before on this
technological highway

Outer space conversations to the Messiah of the Free Street
Poetry

The shroud gets stained and the lines getting too predictable

Freedom is just another word to scribble scrabble half
thoughts into incomprehensible wisdom which

Popularised by the daily rags of the Free Market Dudes

Mendicants and quacks gather with the vendors

The Inquisition begins the Poet stands charged of Trivia

Of corrupting the maimed the wretched of this earth

And getting away with putting rhyme and metier to
disrepute

Blasphemy of the lingua franca purginging the Comprador

The list gets murkier the Free Poet stands charged with
Reason

Free Poetry on the streets has offended and the Barefoot
jurists flip the memoories of their servitude

The barefoot lawmakers interpreting the Tyranny of
Letters

Thought cops unleashing the terror of words

The courtroom is quiet Barefoot Poetry does not confess

No biting cyanide pellets

The barefoot poet gets submerged in the Deluge

The Mets forecast more rains and thundershoers and
frequent cloudbursts

Sea horses and dolphins are dazed by the Desert Occean

Welcome to the Hysteria of Street Poetry

The Cornucopia oof all dreams and

The Anarchist Manifesto