Flowers and Shells
Flowers and shells
Angels in Hell
Little boy blue…
To bits and pieces.
People want to bitch
Declare one a witch
All for desire…
Stoke up the fire.
Let’s cause division!
Build a coalition!
Puppet on the throne,
Throw the crowd a bone.
Will it stop? Yo,
I don’t know.
Shaping what we will,
A thousand joys; a thousand ills.
(Image is by Banksy. Two lines borrowed from Ice, Ice, Baby, by Vanilla Ice. Two lines borrowed from James Allen’s, As A Man Thinketh.)
