The Bartender

Someone dropped a dime upon the subway line
Landed on a track making a little stack
It’s magical the way randomness does display
Underlying systems beneath surface waves

Meat Jamaica
She receive
She will take ya in
When she breath

Trying to make a splash without required cash
Ace up sleeve despite all this I still believe
Shooting arrows from the heart, the ancient Art
The wisdom of the way that mama used to say

Don’t get distracted
Go toward the Light
Never you worry
She will guide you right

Time to Meat Jamaica
You’ve been retrieved
You’re not forsaken

Meat Jamaica
Go toward the Light
She will take ya in
Give up
The fight