Thou Art the Man

"Thou art the man", is lush with amplitude and bullseye's aim,
as kryptonite for minions of the False One's grope and grasp
To fathom this strange quote, marks men who know who is to blame
for every debacle that slams their ass. Until the final gasp,

find the inner "I's" that sport plumed hats, costumes and perfume.
They hang with the proud crowd, and grubbiest of money-fuckers.
Look for them where wolves of anger snarl and threaten doom,
with toothless gums. Where douche-bags dance and liar kiss-butts pucker,

traitors, cheaters, hitmen and slavers rollick in the sewers.
This lovely bunch, and others worse, live in tne darkness where
the Pretty You, will never go. Some would rather roast on skewers
than admit these lowlife taints pull strings. Don't even dare

to think this isn't true. When Truth is battened down and shut,
the darker things appear, and we find fault with other guys,
who get irate to hear us rant, and so move boot to butt,
and there we fall, all a-tangle, and wishing we could fly.

The wreckage left when teen-brains roamed the inner earth, obstructs
re-education, and hardens in place to block outbound escapes.
A lot of time and work secures a place in line, but fluxes
in fate and fortune on this friggin'planet of the apes,

topples all ladders, time and again. Something else must ply
incisive scrutiny to what we think, and say, and do.
Detach and study from the side, the patent ways you sigh,
and haughty way you roll your eyes, when something is askew

and stalls your careless glide up the lazy river of your Way.
Unless identified and shot, machine like ways get stuck,
and rip you off for energies that could restore your luck
and pluck a lot. New space appears where dead old things decay.

"Thou art the man"*, pins that place where one stands a chance to rise.
From this well of cess and sorrow, naked truth escapes clean.
It's here, admission of the depths we've occupied, lifts our eyes
and we behold, and then adore, our Cosmos and its Queen.


* 2 Samuel 12:7 Context ( Nathan told David )
And there came a traveller unto the rich man, and he spared to take
of his own flock and of his own herd, to dress for the wayfaring man
that was come unto him; but took the poor man's lamb, and dressed it
for the man that was come to him. And David's anger was greatly kindled
against the man; and he said to Nathan, As the LORD liveth, the man that
hath done this thing shall surely die: And he shall restore the lamb fourfold,
because he did this thing, and because he had no pity.
And Nathan said to David, Thou art the man.