Beatnik pounding out your prose,
in a crowded, smoke filled room.
Spouting an angry diatribe,
of rhetoric of and doom.
A master of linguistics,
your words provoke and instigate.
Your attack against humanity
fuels the fire of your debate.
Your �Fire and Brimstone� lectures,
trap your decibels in a daze,
They�re caught up in a psychedelic
counterculture haze.