no prophetic jargon

so many see  
their owning reflection
as bees on their knees
happening for not

jazz fusion
                   inside punk rock
turn tables blasting heavy metal shock
a Chinese man eaten by a tiger
now that's what I call
                                   Asian cuisine  
claim your own mouth as G*d's eye
in time all religion goes horribly awry  
 
and  
prophetic ignorance is eventually seen
 
Poem By:
m.e.l. (accompanied painting entitled Y Chaos Why? also by m.e.l.)