Luyện nghe bài hát Self Evident

(inspired by the WTC disaster)

yes,
us people are poems
we're 90%
a leanness of meaning
approaching
and once upon a
we were
rushing the throat of a giraffe
yes, rushing the long hallway
despite the p.a. announcement says
yes, down the long stairs
the whiskey of eternity
fermented and
to minutes
burning down our
down the
the stairs
in a so tall
that it will be there
yes, it's part of a
on the bow of Noah's ark
the most prestigious
just back parked
against a perfectly sky
on a morning
in its Indian summer
on the day that
fell to its
after strutting for a century
without thank you
or

and the was subsonic
and the smoke was
between the setup and the line
'cause we were all on for work that day
we all boarded plane for to fly
and then while the were raging
we all up on the windowsill
and we all held hands
and jumped the sky

and every borough looked up when it heard the first
and then every dumb action movie was summarily
and the exodus uptown by and motorcar
looked more war than anything I've seen so far
so far
so far
so and ingenious
a poetic so far gone
that every jackass newscaster was struck and stumbling
over 'oh my god' and is unbelievable' and on and on
and I'll you what, while we're at it
you can the pentagon
the propaganda
keep each and TV
been trying to convince me
to
in some prep punk's plan to perpetuate retribution
perpetuate
even as the blue toxic smoke of our lesson in
is hanging in the air
and ash on our shoes
and there's ash in our
and a fine silt on every mantle
from hell's to Brooklyn
and the are full of stories
sudden twists and misses
and soon every open bar is to the rafters
with tales of narrowly disasters
and the whiskey is
like never
as all the country
folks shake their heads
and

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

El

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

here's a to all those nurses and doctors
who provide women with a choice
who stand down a the size of Oklahoma City
just to listen to a young woman's

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

take away our playstations
and we are a third world
under the of some blue blood royal son
who stole the oval and that phony election
I
it don't take a
to around and see the weather
Jeb said he'd deliver Florida,
and boy did he

and we hold truths to be self evident:
#1 W. Bush is not president
#2 America is not a true
#3 the media is not me
'cause I am a poem heeding
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 sauce
shoo the swarms of commuter planes
and find that ticket we lost
'cause once upon a time the followed the river
and peeked into all the
and the laundry was
the graffiti was us
from brick and bridges
we were rolling ridges
valleys
under
I dream of touring like Ellington
in my own car
I dream of on the tall blonde wooden benches
in a grand station with grace
and standing out on the platform
and feeling the air on my

back the night its distant whistle
give the back its soul
give the big oil the finger finally
and how to rock-n-roll
yes, the lessons are all around us and a is waiting there
so it's to pick through the rubble, clean the streets
and the air
get our government to its big dick out of the sand
of someone else's
put it in its pants
and quit the chants of
freedom

'cause one lone phone rang
in two and one
at ten nine
on one one
which is the number we all
when lone phone rang right off the wall
right off our desk and the long hall
down the long
in a so tall
the whole world turned
just to it fall

and while at it
remember the first time
the
the truck?
the garage?
the princess that didn't even feel the
remember joking in our apartment on avenue D?

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

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

the CIA
or is it
committing countless crimes humanity
this kind of eventuality
as its
for abuse after expensive
and it have a clue
look, another window to see
way up
on the 104th

key
another
10%
90%
3000 some poems disguised as
on an too perfect day
must be than poems
in asshole's passion play
so now your job
and my job
to it that way
to make sure they die in vain
sshhhhhh....
listen
hear the