He was a, real-rage-roar in a, new ordered world
He came with, steel-stage-score with a, head on the floor
Lion of truth, do ya, know what to do?
Something’s coming over me and i feel brand-new
I’m feeling, high-healed-hope like I'm, blessed by the pope
I’m dancing, light-loosed-lope can’t keep, me in a mope
Spit on my boot, I'll just, stomp all on you
Something’s got a hold of me you ain’t got a clue
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Author:
Rose of Sharon (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The lyrics themselves don't mean much, but I hear a tune for it in my mind like a Beatles song; I think the video I linked fits the vibe I was going for 🎶
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real-rage-roar/new world order/over me/(guitar riff)
I hear it now 😁🎸🔥
Cool! I do too🕊🙏🏻
Sometimes certain alliterations catch in the mind and create their own verse that makes no sense to the brain but does to the body in its rhythmic feel a good write
Thanks s; that’s why i thought of the Beatles with this poem, because the lyrics are nonsensical but catchy 👏 🎶
I love it!!! And yes, this would be fitting lyrics for many different styles and genres...from classic rock, to hard rock, to hip hop, to dance, to country, to heavy metal. I love it a lot, my friend! Well done on this. Instant fave for the form, the the spirit and its lyricality. 🌹👏
Thank you very much! 😁 I’m going to add my own music to this at some point; so many possibilities with different styles! Glad you liked it 🎶 🎸
Indeed. Exciting! You are most welcome!
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