Even Educated Flees

To involve human warfare
In the making of honey
May seem funny to some whose
Lives are more sunny than runny,
But many do. Boys in the hood
Do it, soldiers on leave from
The front do it, even Adam
At his ease would do it, should
A woman prove to displease
Do it, as Lillith, who did not
Forgive easily, knew it;

Madams in their brothels know
It, prostitutes on the street
Seldom show, but they know, it,
Drug dealers who want to grow their
Business stow it, even as shop
Keepers facing famine never
Have not cause to flow its way
More fastly and vastly, past they
Who may not know it; even bees,
It seems, know it, as every
Winter into Spring seems to, so

It would come as no surprise
To seldom witness lies
As patriarchy
Passes by's on
Out, and we
Are with
Out
In
The Game
Of Old they
Name the First that
One should tame, at
Least if they have
Dicks, which Lillith
Knew all too well
But made too little
Smell about the whole deal,
Yea, made too little
A stink about the hole deal.

And it is so very real
That we seldom feel
Society to be of that
Sort we would see: to
Me it were much better
Not to adopt the fetter
Of unloving and unwhole,
Unwholesomeness, let it
Roll on by my philosophy
I guess, yea, let it roll on
By my fill, owe, so fee, eye
Rest with never a molest.