And We Dance

Sliced, diced and dancing in madness
Contentment subsidized,
Payoffs made to the Big Man
While the blades slash and burn
Fueling the insanity
Today’s dreams slyly slither
On out of reach
And the broken draw
The hopeful into
The beautiful quicksand of Depravity;
And we dance
And we dance
Over the still-warm graves
That churn with Blood and Lust--
Those ignoble handmaidens to
Beauty, Truth and Love