The Fifth Season


The cabinets are full of medicine
The schools are full of books
The ink is fresh upon the ribbon
Safety should be on the lips of all the boys!

I heard the church resound with prayer
I tasted the tea sweet with sugar
I saw the cloud break with light
Safety should be in the dreams of all the boys!

The streets are empty of dogs so vicious
The alleys empty of thieves so cunning
The copses empty of vagrants wandering
Safety should be the chant for all the boys!

            What is medicine when the disease is in the heart and cock?
Your books teach nothing of love or the damp embrace of the curve 
Ink shall always dry upon the ribbon, like water on the hot rock
Safety is hell when love is vacant 

We will pin the rosemary to our chests and burn your church to the level of the grave
We will taste the sweetness in the kisses of one another in the morning of these new days
The clouds can be dark, the clouds can be light, it no longer matters for we are are the fifth season  
For safety is hell when love is vacant

Let the dogs roam where'er they will
Let the thieves take whatever they wish
The copses, let them be captained by those wayward vagrants
Love is the chant for every boy!

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