The Amateur .. .
EDITION ONE
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The amateur who carries a nickel flask
stumbles cold around up on prospector hill
always less dangerous than the fanatic
who stands manacled to his redoubted past
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He careers around, concealed mines beneath ground
brave intuition, branded precondition
fails, though people pointed the right direction
in tattoo heaven he chooses ‘tradition’
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Executioners sad preoccupation
form and numbers while inspiration slumbers
marks things down with espionage precision
written out by skulls with brains but no muscle
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Journeyed inside of a dark abattoir once
returned with arms drenched in intestinal blood
vegan crunch becomes preferred meal-deal at lunch
however infinitesimal it may seem
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Lets just say serendipity plays its part
amateurs, professional many things gifted
If the boy can sing/dance give him centre-stage
amateurs not afraid, entertain or kill!
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Off-stage in dark shadow or sat in the stalls
accuser waits to pounce with his solution
beside producer, buck-eyed financier
task themselves to eradicate naiveté
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They confound incredulity and passion
confront inexperience, his wanton joy
In art that escapes the bottle-stopper whore
deflates the rising tide of his allusion
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Amateurs go to war, now feign confusion
fight thou spectre of personal inner fear
do as I do, say as i say, conscript son
raise your hand in salute, to block out the fun
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The blunder is the wonder, childs learning feet
accidents that happen can be indiscreet
amateurs they took the valley, raised a flag
that flag flies for ever on memory hill
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© edenbraytoday07.04.2021
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Nicely written