His scars

are reminders

of the bite

from the silver teeth

of the white monkey

of the silent lands

of the sweat

of the slavers

and of the truce

completed

SEIZE THE TIME

No surrender

At the street

a Shout

his age at the cross

the dawn emerges

over the edge of the town

where the lashes

fall in obeyance with

the lei of the law

and the hangman cavers

The name of the new king

on the monkey idols

SEIZE THE TIMES

No surrender

He goes out

wandering

in the alleys of Consciousness

lookin' for his hourse

while party jesters

throw stones

at his

leopard skin

SEIZE THE TIME

No surrender

With the positive style

of the bleeding word

like the thunder

that warns of the storm

he shouts from the microphone

of the Anger to the Terror

the jazz messenger

is in town

SEIZE THE TIME

No surrender