Luyện nghe bài hát Self Evident

(inspired by the WTC disaster)

yes,
us people are poems
90% metaphor
with a leanness of
approaching
and upon a time
we moonshine
rushing the throat of a giraffe
yes, rushing the long hallway
what the p.a. announcement says
yes, rushing down the stairs
the whiskey of eternity
fermented and
to minutes
down our throats
down the
down the
in a so tall
it will always be there
yes, part of a pair
there on the bow of ark
the prestigious couple
just back parked
against a blue sky
on a beatific
in its Indian breeze
on the day America
fell to its
after strutting around for a
without thank you
or

and the was subsonic
and the smoke was
between the setup and the punch
we were all on time for work that day
we all that plane for to fly
and then while the fires were
we all up on the windowsill
and then we all hands
and jumped the sky

and every borough up when it heard the first blast
and then every dumb action was summarily surpassed
and the exodus by foot and motorcar
looked more like war than I've seen so far
so far
so far
so and ingenious
a poetic specter so far
that every jackass newscaster was struck and stumbling
'oh my god' and 'this is unbelievable' and on and on
and I'll tell you what, while at it
you can the pentagon
the propaganda
keep each and TV
been trying to convince me
to
in some prep school punk's plan to retribution
perpetuate
even as the blue smoke of our lesson in retribution
is hanging in the air
and ash on our shoes
and there's ash in our
and there's a fine silt on mantle
from hell's kitchen to
and the streets are of stories
sudden twists and misses
and every open bar is crammed to the rafters
with of narrowly averted disasters
and the whiskey is
never before
as all the country
folks just shake their
and

so here's a toast to all the who live in Palestine

El

here's a toast to the folks on the pine ridge reservation
the stone cold gaze of mt. Rushmore

here's a toast to all those nurses and
who daily women with a choice
who down a threat the size of Oklahoma City
to listen to a young woman's voice

here's a toast to all the on death row right now
the executioner's guillotine
who are there with dread and can only escape into their heads
to find peace in the of a dream

'cause take our playstations
and we are a third nation
under the thumb of some blood royal son
who stole the office and that phony election
I
it don't take a
to look and see the weather
Jeb he'd deliver Florida, folks
and boy did he

and we hold truths to be self evident:
#1 George W. Bush is not
#2 America is not a true
#3 the media is not me
'cause I am a poem hyper-distillation
I've got no room for a lie so
I'm out over my whole human family
and I'm raising my in a toast

here's to our last drink of fuels
let us vow to get off of this
away the swarms of commuter planes
and find that ticket we lost
'cause once upon a time the line followed the
and peeked into all the
and the laundry was
the was teasing us
brick walls and bridges
we were rolling over
valleys
under
I dream of like Duke Ellington
in my own car
I of waiting on the tall blonde wooden benches
in a station aglow with grace
and then standing out on the
and the air on my face

give back the night its whistle
give the darkness its soul
give the big oil companies the finger
and relearn how to
yes, the lessons are all around us and a change is there
so it's time to pick through the rubble, clean the
and the air
get our government to pull its big out of the sand
of else's desert
put it in its pants
and the hypocritical chants of
freedom

'cause when one phone rang
in two and one
at ten after
on one one
which is the number we all
when that lone phone rang right off the
right off our desk and down the hall
down the long
in a building so
that the whole world
to watch it fall

and while at it
remember the time around?
the
the truck?
the parking
the princess that didn't even the pea?
remember around in our apartment on avenue D?

can you imagine how many coffee cups would have to change their design
following a fantastical reversal of the New skyline?!

it was a joke, of
it was a
at the
and that was just a few ago
so let the show
that the FBI was all over case
that the plot was obvious and in everybody's
and scoping that

the CIA
or is it
committing countless crimes humanity
with this kind of
as its
for abuse after expensive
and it didn't have a
look, window to see through
way up
on the 104th

key
another
10%
90%
3000 some disguised as people
on an almost too day
must be than poems
in some asshole's passion
so now your job
and my job
to it that way
to make sure didn't die in vain
sshhhhhh....
baby
hear the