tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829770.post1391327950770932570..comments2009-03-22T22:36:05.641-05:00~MsManna~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01989566939244567918noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829770.post-3687460928197259312008-04-02T06:05:00.000-05:002008-04-02T06:05:00.000-05:00SOUND OF SOBRIETY:<BR/>Hello darkness, my old friend,<BR/>Ive come to talk crap again,<BR/>An AA meeting softly creeping,<BR/>Left its seeds while I was sleeping,<BR/>And the 12 Steps that were planted in my brain<BR/>Still remains<BR/>Within the sound of sobriety.<BR/><BR/>In restless meetings I walked alone<BR/>Bill Wilson Clones, made of stone<BR/>Neath the halo of an OLD TIMER,<BR/>I turned my collar to the 1st and 3rd Step<BR/>When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of<BR/>A SPIRITUAL AWAKENING<BR/>That split the night<BR/>And touched the sound of sobriety.<BR/><BR/>And in the naked light I saw<BR/>Ten thousand STEPPERS, maybe more.<BR/>STEPPERS reading the BIG BOOK,<BR/>STEPPERS hearing without listening,<BR/>STEPPERS writing their 4th STEP<BR/>And no one dared<BR/>Disturb the sound of sobriety.<BR/><BR/>Zombies said I, you do not know<BR/>Sobriety like a cancer grows.<BR/>Hear my words that I might BRAINWASH you,<BR/>Take my arms that I might 13th Step you.<BR/>But my words like the higher power fell,<BR/>And echoed<BR/>In the halls of sobriety<BR/><BR/>And the STEPPERS ranted and raved<BR/>To the AA god they made.<BR/>And the sign flashed out its warning,<BR/>In the words that it was forming.<BR/>And the sign said, KEEP COMING BACK<BR/>IT WORKS IF YOU WORK IT<BR/>And the 12 STEP ZOMBIES.<BR/>Whispered in the sounds of sobriety.<BR/><BR/><BR/>I, MICKY, AM THE HOLY ONE OF GOD.MICKYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940745178193985942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829770.post-53424860306495944172008-04-02T06:04:00.000-05:002008-04-02T06:04:00.000-05:00SOUND OF SOBRIETY:<BR/>Hello darkness, my old friend,<BR/>Ive come to talk crap again,<BR/>An AA meeting softly creeping,<BR/>Left its seeds while I was sleeping,<BR/>And the 12 Steps that were planted in my brain<BR/>Still remains<BR/>Within the sound of sobriety.<BR/><BR/>In restless meetings I walked alone<BR/>Bill Wilson Clones, made of stone<BR/>Neath the halo of an OLD TIMER,<BR/>I turned my collar to the 1st and 3rd Step<BR/>When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of<BR/>A SPIRITUAL AWAKENING<BR/>That split the night<BR/>And touched the sound of sobriety.<BR/><BR/>And in the naked light I saw<BR/>Ten thousand STEPPERS, maybe more.<BR/>STEPPERS reading the BIG BOOK,<BR/>STEPPERS hearing without listening,<BR/>STEPPERS writing their 4th STEP<BR/>And no one dared<BR/>Disturb the sound of sobriety.<BR/><BR/>Zombies said I, you do not know<BR/>Sobriety like a cancer grows.<BR/>Hear my words that I might BRAINWASH you,<BR/>Take my arms that I might 13th Step you.<BR/>But my words like the higher power fell,<BR/>And echoed<BR/>In the halls of sobriety<BR/><BR/>And the STEPPERS ranted and raved<BR/>To the AA god they made.<BR/>And the sign flashed out its warning,<BR/>In the words that it was forming.<BR/>And the sign said, KEEP COMING BACK<BR/>IT WORKS IF YOU WORK IT<BR/>And the 12 STEP ZOMBIES.<BR/>Whispered in the sounds of sobriety.<BR/><BR/><BR/>I, MICKY, AM THE HOLY ONE OF GOD.MICKYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07940745178193985942noreply@blogger.com