Hoodoo I Think I Am ?

Hoodoo Dun Go There ?

I Cried Out Into The Nubian Night

Giving My Schizoid Self A Fright

And Saw Myself In Mirror Motion

Drinkin' Some Strange Root Potion

Fermented Just To Make Me Demented

For That Was What Was Self Intended

So I Might Talk To My Self In Reflection

And Somehow Find My Next Direction

As Within Each Moment Of My Reality

Was Hidden A Drop Of Insane Mentality

A Hidden Door Past Where I Was Before

Unto A Mind Place Where I Found I Was More