Music that is alien new.
Drumming and a didgeridoo too.
What did you think the others would do?
Send off shiny ships of silver to shoot and shoo?
Ever inside, growing the higher mind, and so it grew.
As above, so below, the hierarchy humming sweet and true.
The fog electric, do horses know why their riders spur & pursue?
The purpose is to ride, to feel sensations and emotions, human value.
The fire ant collection went yahoo, the birds & bees too, they fought & flew.
Nations as children fighting, we come to clean our zoo, world peace is now due.