CANCER
MIDHEAVEN:
Didn’t your mother ever tell you
You were nothing without the approval
Of the masses? Did you not seek
Your improvement? All the classes
That you took you had to pass and
Only for the Greater Good.
And if you tried to hassle facts in your own favour
Everyone who understood this would prohibit
Your behaviour? So how can you like a knave
Exhibit so depraved and strange of a position?
Well: the sex you crave is just one more
Ambition. Waited twenty-six years you can wait
Some more if you are on a mission.
If they all reject you that’s the damn human
Condition.
So how dare you contradict me
When I condescend upon you.
Didn’t Mom tell you to treat your
Betters with respect. How come you
Have to redirect the blame I found you
Worthy of back in my face?
Your mother surely is ashamed
Of your burly disgrace.
So long you must have waited
To find some one you were fated for.
If she turned you away just like she hated you
Well: you can wait some more.
No other woman here would love you.
Do not be a whore.
Didn’t Mother ever tell you that
Each Monday morning that she had to shove
You out the door?
Didn’t any body tell you
That you are a parasite
If you do things just the way you want to
And you do not DO THEM RIGHT?
How dare you criticise or analyse me
From that lesser place?
When you were the transgressor
And I told it to your face.
YOU now have to answer
You’re the CANCER in your mother’s throat.
YOU don’t get to dance around and YOU
Don’t get a FUCKING VOTE.
When you tuck in tonight
With some infernal whore you met
I wonder if she makes you sore
And if what’s more that you forget
You had to score her telling her about your
Childhood: all the books and the wild
Places you never were allowed to see
The paths you never took.
You had to put them off
But never to procrastinate
I scoff at you now that you’re
Knodding off and you accrue
All of my hate…
Tell her about what a great child you were
You never once rebelled for you knew that
Rebellion was selfish and the kids would
Go to hell.
The world had gone to hell
And you were born and raised just to redeem it
Didn’t Mother tell you? No. Then SURELY YOU
MUST DREAM IT!!
Didn’t any body tell you:
Our society depends upon
The sternest of propriety
The fiercest loyalty of friends?
And no one would ever love you
If you sought your solitary ends
But goodness waits above for those who
Never followed crooked trends.
That the hollowness you feel
Would be promptly satiated
But you had to come to terms with
What was real and what was fated.
That you strove for the ideal
Even if striving you had hated.
Don’t you dare now fucking steal
The time invested on your plate and
Don’t compare me to a character
Who seeks things of his own accord.
I’ve found you to be guilty and I will
Not be condemned until this Order is
Restored.
And so my order is the same:
You do not get a vote until you’ve
Cleared your name and OH:
THE SHAME.
We are not all the same.
And if you see some insubordination
In a maiden’s eye. Then you must TAKE
JUST WHAT IS DUE TO YOU.
To pardon her mistake she’ll have
To die. And is this NEW to you?
No. Don’t you even try.
To tell me that you didn’t try to screw
Me with this alibi.
I’ve added all the facts together
I have found the time.
And I understand. And I see through this
Wretched paradigm.
Chaos and debauchery.
Sodomy and sins.
This is what philosophy will end in:
Where all morality begins.
Didn’t Mother ever tell you
When someone talks down to you?
To humble yourself like the worthless
Father that you never knew?
If you cleverly avoid me
All your personhood destroyed will be
Was your boyhood not just preparation
For your adult life? Where do you have to run to
When the outer world is torn with strife?
Forlorn without a wife to shelter you
Now from the storm. AT least you can
Continue to defy the deviant and social
Norm.
But think not that you do this
For yourself and for your rights.
If you manage to get through this,
It will be because we need you
To fight on again and yet again
In every fading fight…
This is what the World will ask of you
Through those who feed you.
If you want to breed, too
You will find a light somewhere
Out in the dark.
But beware and do prepare
To promptly disembark.
For the lark will only now accept
The hero who is fervent.
If you zero in on some one
Don’t presume that you deserve it.
Sex will only come to those who
Are ready to raise a family.
And next to that no one will stand
We will not tolerate calamity.
Now what will you produce
Now to seduce this woman
That you court?
You had only to show her you
Are of a Noble sort.
No one cares about your childhood fantasies
They’re all the same as all the rest.
What matters: your geometry
Geography. Geology.
What matters is you prove to be
THE BEST! AT ALL YOU DO!
For that was what your childhood was.
Or are you, fiendish deviant, not
only stupid? are you
SPOILED
Too?
Dm.A.A.
Didn’t your mother ever tell you
You were nothing without the approval
Of the masses? Did you not seek
Your improvement? All the classes
That you took you had to pass and
Only for the Greater Good.
And if you tried to hassle facts in your own favour
Everyone who understood this would prohibit
Your behaviour? So how can you like a knave
Exhibit so depraved and strange of a position?
Well: the sex you crave is just one more
Ambition. Waited twenty-six years you can wait
Some more if you are on a mission.
If they all reject you that’s the damn human
Condition.
So how dare you contradict me
When I condescend upon you.
Didn’t Mom tell you to treat your
Betters with respect. How come you
Have to redirect the blame I found you
Worthy of back in my face?
Your mother surely is ashamed
Of your burly disgrace.
So long you must have waited
To find some one you were fated for.
If she turned you away just like she hated you
Well: you can wait some more.
No other woman here would love you.
Do not be a whore.
Didn’t Mother ever tell you that
Each Monday morning that she had to shove
You out the door?
Didn’t any body tell you
That you are a parasite
If you do things just the way you want to
And you do not DO THEM RIGHT?
How dare you criticise or analyse me
From that lesser place?
When you were the transgressor
And I told it to your face.
YOU now have to answer
You’re the CANCER in your mother’s throat.
YOU don’t get to dance around and YOU
Don’t get a FUCKING VOTE.
When you tuck in tonight
With some infernal whore you met
I wonder if she makes you sore
And if what’s more that you forget
You had to score her telling her about your
Childhood: all the books and the wild
Places you never were allowed to see
The paths you never took.
You had to put them off
But never to procrastinate
I scoff at you now that you’re
Knodding off and you accrue
All of my hate…
Tell her about what a great child you were
You never once rebelled for you knew that
Rebellion was selfish and the kids would
Go to hell.
The world had gone to hell
And you were born and raised just to redeem it
Didn’t Mother tell you? No. Then SURELY YOU
MUST DREAM IT!!
Didn’t any body tell you:
Our society depends upon
The sternest of propriety
The fiercest loyalty of friends?
And no one would ever love you
If you sought your solitary ends
But goodness waits above for those who
Never followed crooked trends.
That the hollowness you feel
Would be promptly satiated
But you had to come to terms with
What was real and what was fated.
That you strove for the ideal
Even if striving you had hated.
Don’t you dare now fucking steal
The time invested on your plate and
Don’t compare me to a character
Who seeks things of his own accord.
I’ve found you to be guilty and I will
Not be condemned until this Order is
Restored.
And so my order is the same:
You do not get a vote until you’ve
Cleared your name and OH:
THE SHAME.
We are not all the same.
And if you see some insubordination
In a maiden’s eye. Then you must TAKE
JUST WHAT IS DUE TO YOU.
To pardon her mistake she’ll have
To die. And is this NEW to you?
No. Don’t you even try.
To tell me that you didn’t try to screw
Me with this alibi.
I’ve added all the facts together
I have found the time.
And I understand. And I see through this
Wretched paradigm.
Chaos and debauchery.
Sodomy and sins.
This is what philosophy will end in:
Where all morality begins.
Didn’t Mother ever tell you
When someone talks down to you?
To humble yourself like the worthless
Father that you never knew?
If you cleverly avoid me
All your personhood destroyed will be
Was your boyhood not just preparation
For your adult life? Where do you have to run to
When the outer world is torn with strife?
Forlorn without a wife to shelter you
Now from the storm. AT least you can
Continue to defy the deviant and social
Norm.
But think not that you do this
For yourself and for your rights.
If you manage to get through this,
It will be because we need you
To fight on again and yet again
In every fading fight…
This is what the World will ask of you
Through those who feed you.
If you want to breed, too
You will find a light somewhere
Out in the dark.
But beware and do prepare
To promptly disembark.
For the lark will only now accept
The hero who is fervent.
If you zero in on some one
Don’t presume that you deserve it.
Sex will only come to those who
Are ready to raise a family.
And next to that no one will stand
We will not tolerate calamity.
Now what will you produce
Now to seduce this woman
That you court?
You had only to show her you
Are of a Noble sort.
No one cares about your childhood fantasies
They’re all the same as all the rest.
What matters: your geometry
Geography. Geology.
What matters is you prove to be
THE BEST! AT ALL YOU DO!
For that was what your childhood was.
Or are you, fiendish deviant, not
only stupid? are you
SPOILED
Too?
Dm.A.A.
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