Utopian Words

(collaboration of The Utopian Society)


Joseph the prophet walks this plain wandering
Listening to the vines speaking through music
Thumping Cali vibes enriched utopian words
Clustered in stanzas...

on naked feet he travels fire and water
claiming miracles for his keeper
a kings ransom rests on shoulders
broadened by his vision

He's a vision weaver, kind of a receiver,
a bit of a believer, seldom a deceiver,
Cept when he's gotta leave her.
He'll council you not, cept when to smoke pot,
and which chick is hot, and its not in what you got,
just who you be.
Don't listen to me,
just choose to be free.
Know you hold the key

Sir rhymes galore
Since the days o yore
Incorrect never
Unable to sever
So insatiably clever
...Ne'er to all the hearts
The words chosen always golden
Rays portray the haze
Bubble coupled with
A crown but not of
Thorns selling his
Throne for holy
Feasts of grand
Sages delights
Highlights
Of lives
Past