Never Take His Name

Slow n spooky, maestro...

Once upon a time
lived a nickle
who got dimed
in the heel
of our lady
called a dame.
Burn the letter
burn the note
burn the book
you never wrote
but you never
take his name
in vain.

Up the river
down the creek
stealing firewood
from the weak
with a ledger
bound in ivory
in the hand.
Burn the village
raze the town
knock it up
and build it down
but you never
take his name
in vain.

but you never
take his name in vain.

Ride the train
spike the vein
dull the pain
but you never
take his name
in vain.

On the rooftop
in the breeze
going prostrate
on the knees
supplicating to
your ignorance
and shame.
Burn the letter
burn the note
burn the book
you never wrote
but you never
take his name in vain.
No
you never
take his name in vain.

Ride the train
spike the vein
dull the pain
but you never
take his name
in vain.