Wiseman

Write that shit down
its all good as gold,
every word is God-sent,
hes a living sacrament

He says "The world is screwy,
you are called to fix it,
use those shiny notes
that I've convinced you to gold-coat"

They say "Yes sir, ok sir
we'll do whatever you say,
you must be right,
because you're old, wise, and grey"

I say "Fuck off old man
the times have changed,
you can't slap kids with rulers,
you can't slander the gays,
Now back up to the wall
that you have vandalized
and erase that shit,
You've got to the count of Ready, Aim, Fire!"