Luyện nghe bài hát Self Evident

(inspired by the WTC disaster)

yes,
us people are just
90% metaphor
with a leanness of
approaching
and upon a time
we were
rushing down the throat of a
yes, rushing the long hallway
what the p.a. announcement says
yes, down the long stairs
the whiskey of eternity
fermented and
to eighteen
burning down our
the hall
down the
in a so tall
that it always be there
yes, part of a pair
on the bow of Noah's ark
the most prestigious
kickin back parked
against a blue sky
on a morning
in its Indian breeze
on the day America
to its knees
after around for a century
without saying you
or

and the shock was
and the was deafening
between the and the punch line
'cause we all on time for work that day
we all boarded that for to fly
and while the fires were raging
we all up on the windowsill
and we all held hands
and jumped the sky

and every borough up when it heard the first blast
and then every dumb action movie was summarily
and the exodus uptown by foot and
more like war than anything I've seen so far
so far
so far
so fierce and
a poetic specter so far
every jackass newscaster was struck dumb and stumbling
over 'oh my god' and 'this is and on and on
and I'll tell you what, while at it
you can the pentagon
the propaganda
keep and every 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 ash in our hair
and there's a fine on every mantle
from hell's to Brooklyn
and the streets are of stories
sudden and near misses
and soon every open bar is crammed to the
tales of narrowly averted disasters
and the whiskey is
like before
as all over the
folks shake their heads
and

so a toast to all the folks who live in Palestine

El

here's a toast to the living 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 stand down a threat the of Oklahoma City
just to listen to a young voice

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

take away our playstations
and we are a third nation
the thumb of some blue blood royal son
who stole the oval office and that election
I
it don't a weatherman
to look around and see the
Jeb said he'd Florida, folks
and boy did he

and we hold these truths to be self
#1 George W. Bush is not
#2 America is not a democracy
#3 the media is not me
I am a poem heeding hyper-distillation
I've got no room for a lie so
I'm looking out 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 that train 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 over ridges
valleys
under
I dream of touring like Duke
in my own car
I of waiting on the tall blonde wooden benches
in a station aglow with grace
and then out on the platform
and feeling the air on my

give back the night its whistle
give the darkness its soul
give the big oil companies the finally
and relearn how to
yes, the lessons are all around us and a is waiting there
so it's time to through the rubble, clean the streets
and the air
get our to pull its big dick out of the sand
of else's desert
put it in its pants
and quit the hypocritical of
forever

'cause one lone phone rang
in two and one
at ten after
on one one
which is the we all called
that lone phone rang right off the wall
right off our desk and down the long
the long stairs
in a building so
that the whole turned
just to watch it

and we're at it
remember the first around?
the
the Ryder
the parking
the princess that didn't even feel the
remember around in our apartment on avenue D?

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

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

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

key
another
10%
90%
3000 some poems as people
on an too perfect day
must be more poems
in some asshole's play
so now it's job
and my job
to make it way
to make sure they didn't die in
sshhhhhh....
baby
the train?