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Food and The Soul/Mind/Spirit

by Alex Dionisio

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Mediterranean Pedestrian

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[Verse 1]
I refer you to my song, Nice
If there’s redemption, hear the song twice
Anyone who’s earned honest pay doing an honest trade is great
But that’s not often the case in the land of milk and cases of Gatorade
The woodsy forest by the riverbed is sweet, with scents of earthy soil lifting me to peace
So how has artificial mockery been keeping pace?
Hardly equal grade, a soft white bulb has nothing on warm setting sun at the end of the day
And a dog’s behind smells nothing like a squirrel’s droppings on natural terrain, as long as said squirrel has not been eating out the back of where Big Macs are made
I mean the place where human beings don’t pay a visit or stay

[Verse 2]
I hesitate to say you’re spoiled, privileged and pathetic, ‘cause rarely Americai, you aren’t
And though it hurts, you are
You are indebted, in debt big
And in quarters I’ve seen, you’re a dweeb and a dork
And I thought my social skills were weak, you’re fucked
Sadly my social critique is right on the mark
These marks never sought a different route and drew away from alternative thought
Who would have thought?
Not I until I met these thots
Your john’s the Western schema
But anyway, enough with these people, they’re less than zero
My thoughts are on hip-hop
And I’m the big king of it in this jungle, call me King Kong, swinging around, dropping all these barrels on these little monkeys and all

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