The Caretakers

 

Life is a quite stroll around 
There is a reason umbrella is kasa in Japan
It's the cover of the wanderer 
The mother of the caretaker
Life is a gentle stroll through time 
Pointing at everything
Lord over all you survey
Oh I know, there's used to be a school here
now its a church
Andrew Hill playing in one's ear
dark sunglasses, insulated and a part
Life is the gentle roam of mother earth
Growing into you, We become the caretaker
Taking care to do everything
Walking slow - If time is a rain

are you the drop?  are you the ripple?

Sages have been offered horses and cows
in exchange for the truth
Freedom exchanged for greed, king's disease
It was always a farm 
breeding cattles for hope and sodomy 
So once we read enough

aged your brain, you then retire early and

Become the caretaker
When accosted, we offer our fliers, which reads:

WE ARE THE CARETAKERS 
We live to take care in everything we do
We mean no harm 
We just want to walk around 
and point at buildings from 12pm -4pm

Since all of life is meaningless
This is what we choose to do
So as to come back home in the evening

as is your capitalist motif
Tired as our neighbors
Complaining how stressful a day it was
He made no money, just as we didn't 
Tomorrow we will join him outside to do our business.
Of pointing at buildings Like Jehovah witnesses, discussing hemorrhoids
Under the eternal languid. Agreeing 
Nothing is here, Nothing is here indeed.

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