The ones who know, they worry
The X-factor
Those who don't are happy
The comfort factor

A magnificent ship loaded with passengers
Hurtling towards an abyss
Passengers beset by anxiety and 
Ignorant bliss

A ride that began eons ago
Before the current crop of “we know” 
It all
Before it was un-hip to publicly discuss
Ships that fall
From a bountiful sky
The wide variety of creatures 
Outlandish to the dubious human eye

A ride destined to end in shock and awe
A violent “burst” of “old” lies
A moment of clarity
When the truth as it was dies
A cool, cold inspired death
As shadows and spooks
MaC 
With nary a trace of regret

And speaking of…

They were chasing Bill again last night
Bitches, those two witches
One black the other white
Who, where and why
He's damn frustrated by the unknown
To hell and back Billy
We'll never leave you alone

But then…
Crew 
To the rescue
The old lady had a trick
Alien symbols on a fascinating stick

Smite them with this Billy lad
It'll drive yonder hags
Scared and mad

And so we flipped the script
Got the vicious and black
Square cross the back
Satisfied as she faded 
Darkness at the first hint of light
Ruing a missed opportunity
To demonize white
I'll get another chance
To hop and dance

And while we're here…

Interpreted the Chinese
The other languages too
Miss a friend
Looked up taboo

A closing thought…

You don't know anyone as well as you think you do
To any given word be true
A new type of Hunts
Allegiance
Written in antique fonts

The season is changing
It's getting cold

The ones who know, they worry
The X-factor
Those who don't are happy
The comfort factor

And the boat sails on…

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