I have a tin drum.
It’s not crack cocaine.
It’s lovely, isn’t it?
It’s important main speaker.
I wouldn’t call you a liar,
in that inner voice sayin’ things,
but I would not be heard in public.
I’m an eagle’s roar.
You can’t hear that pronounced.
You’re not even listenin’.

I am doing this for my health.
You would redo, cut your hair
if I climbed in your television set.
I opera house
a viable life,
but I’m not a self-help coach.
I’m in the middle of the room,
tryin’ to get yah to be kind to one another.
I need that kindness for me.

You would walk away from me if you saw me.
I would trigger hate in you
without fail.
What would you do
if you saw someone that had done children?
How much like seeing a monster that would be.
It wouldn’t help you along.
You wouldn’t know what to do with it.
If that man seemed to have changed his tune,
what would you do to his window?
Would you advertise it?
Would you be embarrassed you didn’t break it?
Would you shoot him down?
Would he just be a thing to you?
Would you sit up and read his book?

I’m in the worst position in society
in the net speaker I am.
You just wanna do away with me,
even if I help yah.
You see my dilemma.
There’s no way out.
It’s impressive, isn’t it,
the deck stacked against me.
It’s pounding in my ear
your silence at my delivery,
your aversion.

I get black eyes with it all the time,
yet I don’t hate you for it.
I can understand your smokescreen.
You’re vulnerable too, aren’t you?
This is society’s cuffs.
How long will I be allowed to wait
on your compassion?
The clock is ticking you know.
Society is retreating into a cave
in its understanding of men.

Rape is being defined as any unwanted contact.
Get down with it,
like a child.
When they say yes it means no,
where you find children.
I was almost understood,
and now I’m questioning policy.
Maybe you’ve gone overboard today
on what it means sex to a kid?

Is it really a living death?
Do they suffer for it all life long?
Is programed suffering the suffering you feel in the hospital?
Sex makes children suffer
in any set of circumstances?
You point it out to make something
bigger than it is small.
You damage them that way,
and they have sexual bodies.
They play sex together
wherever you find children,
if they can get away with it.

An adult comes along
and gives them pleasure there,
no sex trafficking picture.
What is the exact point of suffering?
It opens doors too early?
The power the adult has stings the child?
Where on their body are they hurt
if no pain is involved?
Would if they like it
and repeatedly ask you to do it?
Is it suffering then?
How do you explain that to the child?
We have to stop;
the adult you’ll be will suffer for this?
That sounds stupid to the child.

Can we put this all on our backs
and try to understand me better?
I’m not sayin’ it’s right.
I’m not arguin’ sex with kids.
I’m asking you the questions you should be asking
to get at the bottom of this.
Will you ever see it,
your fear of that child’s sex?
How about your own children?
You’ve employed boundaries with them.
How many say your child drew them up?

I think we’ve gotten to the social mechanism
that binds you all
to hate me.
It’s singularly laid out.
It’s right before your eyes.
That’s a policy decision
ignore me.
Now that I’ve showed you,
can I ask you to see it?

We just have the one opening,
the picture at hand.
It’s not a molestation picture.
It’s so much you and me,
what you can do with a pedophile
when they know the right stuff,
when they’ve come together with themselves,
when they simply do not molest children.
You got that Oprah?
You got that world?
It get your mountain goat,
technically.

There’s an attack
if it’s a dark creator.
I sit to him.
I don’t pound him on the serf.
He’s one of the joy’s in my life.
This is not a person to grab.
I can’t see this child.
My room, well, my room has him.
He’s the center of my room.
Do you see him?
I’m showin’ him to the world.
I’m showin’ him to you.
He’s such a poet,
unbelievably strong.
He’s just turns 12 next month.

I’ve given you a glimpse of reality,
what’s happenin’ instead of what you think is happening.
That’s the special lair.
I pounce on you with reality.
I’m safe with children.
You’ll just smear that all over my face,
if you can even breathe.
There’s a werewolf in the house
you have society’s picture.
What, that’s it.
That needs changed.
I mean if you wanna get rid of werewolves.
Oh they persecute people.
They’re not the people themselves.
You would have to learn that in your bones.
You would have to see that in reality.
You would have to see that up close:
a mistake
we see a werewolf.

And that’s my team spirit for today.
Thank you people—
no riot.
Och,
did you have to say that?
Well that’s a terrible edge.
Why would you believe me for?
What you need to look at:
let’s stay on the couch.
Is that the dog and child?
Eyes closed,
he loves that dog.

Did you get that mountain down?
Because it’s delivered right inside your truth spirit.
An army of change
has this leading edge now.
A specific change,
I’m gonna open it.
Take a monster.
He’s a human being.
We’d have to choose
his humanity
if you want him to not be a monster.
Now just take a moment
and realize it.