A Room with Shaun
In order to entertain, you must love the night -
Because by day, humanity is overcome;
Pressure, panic, doubt, depression, hatred, rage,
And swallowing the pill of hierarchy.
As dreary souls enter your domain,
And the street lamps wake and extend their loving light
To reconstituted eyes,
They are disciples, yet to be claimed as such.
Your love meets them at the door –
And they want to be loved so badly;
A change in the mind of these innocents
Will awaken them to revolution.
But what is to be said of revolution so late in
One thing is for sure;
By tomorrow, it will have gone away.