The beat that makes all want to dance

The beat that makes all want to dance

Is the beat that binds us down in chain

Man in Love is man alone

Content today, Confused tomorrow

Burdened the more as the beat goes on

Always harnessed to soreness

Perpetual pain pins down his pleasure

More yet oppressed by False Ecomiums.

 

A tarnished Prototype is the man in love

The beat he bears makes him deranged

Still more, deforms his battered brain

Embalmed in envy by his own blasphemy

This beat he clings upon has no tomorrow

For ruined he would, by this rapid beat!

IAKO

1994.

 

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