Love, Truth, and Beauty

Some things I never want to see
Rigor Mortis at 7 am
Arnold carrying out his baby girl hitting the wall
because the gurney will not fit through his hall
The raw face of death
After the soul has left and it is truth
In a world where all we search for is love and truth
Digging like children with dirty fingers, is it then fair
We draw back the hood and expect to find some beauty there
And the shock and vomit afterward
Vomit, vomit, vomit
Some things I never want to see

Good man Joe joins the navy seals
promoted to general, bullets click heels
Repeating it is not up to me where they go
but I'll arrange the meeting
Repeating Repeating
ghost is faceless bleeding
Found the truth expected beauty
loveless acts in loveless place
loveless cuts upon the face
Some things I never want to see

It's nice they got her hands uncurled
my mother fawns over the pearl
Geri mutters bet they broke her fingers