Mr. Rogers’ Rehab (Mr. Rogers: A §weet Satan & Dandelion Devil)

“Devil” is less of a title

& more of a hierarchy

Where at any moment

The most evil devil there

Claims the name “Satan”

’til a bigger bad comes &

Changes the Game 2 fit

His image which twisted

Reality 2 Sinister’s desires

Which may sound scary

Satan could B anywhere &

Anyone? Even my son? No

Even Me? Exactly! But don’t

Worry about it affecting Ü

Or your story – like I said

The most Evil devil may B

You N the moment, though

I Am Whö I Am no matter

The lines drawn N the sand

Meaning just by being alone

You’re automatically the most

Evil – also, most Good, so doesn’t

Really matter nor mean a thing

No Rhyme, No Reasoning & so

Satan isn’t Evil – rather its King

So the thing I realized one night

I disguised my eyes 2 fly N skies

I found the answer 2 winning

Against the original sin of Man

Why not make Satan a great Man

Who understands and do whatever

He can 2 help no matter time & place

Like Mr. Rogers – imagine the reality

When waking up Red, expecting Mean

Then surprised 2 C Kind eyes who tries

Not 2 torture You, rather nurture Ü with

Love, patience & intention of resurrection

Rather than eternal retribution doing Time

N cycles of broken bikes with square wheels

& tires on fire – meaning Hell isn’t a prison Cell

Rather, the green version that’s planted as seeds

Given Time 2 grow, then when coming 2 fruition

Letting the fruits of your labors go, so meaning

Eternity N between Heaven N Hell isn’t forever

Just long enough 4 Ü 2 break free from whatever

B imprisoning your soul & separating You from Me

Thus rehabilitation becomes part of the equation

So everyone can stop worrying about whether

Masturbating means I Am not clean & won’t B

Allowed N2 heaven, at worst you’ll have 2 take

A shower first – so although it’ll take some Time

2 parley with both God & Satan so we can make

This happen N holy histories, take it from me

And apply it 2 real jails that fails 2 C humanity

N criminals so We leave them lost N liminal

Locks that last forever & a day so private

Prison stocks can continue 2 rock the socks

Of the devils on Wall Street or their back alley

Deals where they steal even more from people

Because when criminals are treated as Kings

Who just need 2 B REMinded great Power

Called Life comes with responsibility, so

Prison becomes an N between of falling

Rather than a coffin conclusion killing

Time of minds they grind 2 angel dust

And looking back on my writing, I can C

Taking 2 many tangents and I don’t want

2 miss my beauty pageant, so I’m just gonna

Conclude with the point I wanted 2 make 2 Ü:

☆☆☆☆

Satan isn’t mean necessarily – We decide who’s King

Of Evil – so if We want our suffering 2 finally end

Next Time – coronate a crimson Friend rather

Than Foe – who knows Love always wins

& so doesn’t punish You, rather provide

The righteous path of redemption

And if You have real gumption

Form this function N reality

2 C shitty, crime-infested

Cities become pretty

Overnight since

Law & order

Now means

Love & nurture

And we can all stop

Feeling frightened when

Cops come callin’ ’cause it’s clear

They’re here 2 help, because here N

This ñü∿World – no one wants 2 put Ü N

Prison 2 profit off of my black kids with poor

Support – & only end up there if nothing works



“Devil” is less of a title

& more of a hierarchy

Where at any moment

The most evil devil there

Claims the name “Satan”

’til a bigger bad comes &

Changes the Game 2 fit

His image which twisted

Reality 2 Sinister’s desires

Which may sound scary

Satan could B anywhere &

Anyone? Even my son? No

Even Me? Exactly! But don’t

Worry about it affecting Ü

Or your story – like I said

The most Evil devil may B

You N the moment, though

I Am Whö I Am no matter

The lines drawn N the sand

Meaning just by being alone

You’re automatically the most

Evil – also, most Good, so doesn’t

Really matter nor mean a thing

No Rhyme, No Reasoning & so

Satan isn’t Evil – rather its King

So the thing I realized one night

I disguised my eyes 2 fly N skies

I found the answer 2 winning

Against the original sin of Man

Why not make Satan a great Man

Who understands and do whatever

He can 2 help no matter time & place

Like Mr. Rogers – imagine the reality

When waking up Red, expecting Mean

Then surprised 2 C Kind eyes who tries

Not 2 torture You, rather nurture Ü with

Love, patience & intention of resurrection

Rather than eternal retribution doing Time

N cycles of broken bikes with square wheels

& tires on fire – meaning Hell isn’t a prison Cell

Rather, the green version that’s planted as seeds

Given Time 2 grow, then when coming 2 fruition

Letting the fruits of your labors go, so meaning

Eternity N between Heaven N Hell isn’t forever

Just long enough 4 Ü 2 break free from whatever

B imprisoning your soul & separating You from Me

Thus rehabilitation becomes part of the equation

So everyone can stop worrying about whether

Masturbating means I Am not clean & won’t B

Allowed N2 heaven, at worst you’ll have 2 take

A shower first – so although it’ll take some Time

2 parley with both God & Satan so we can make

This happen N holy histories, take it from me

And apply it 2 real jails that fails 2 C humanity

N criminals so We leave them lost N liminal

Locks that last forever & a day so private

Prison stocks can continue 2 rock the socks

Of the devils on Wall Street or their back alley

Deals where they steal even more from people

Because when criminals are treated as Kings

Who just need 2 B REMinded great Power

Called Life comes with responsibility, so

Prison becomes an N between of falling

Rather than a coffin conclusion killing

Time of minds they grind 2 angel dust

And looking back on my writing, I can C

Taking 2 many tangents and I don’t want

2 miss my beauty pageant, so I’m just gonna

Conclude with the point I wanted 2 make 2 Ü:

☆☆☆☆

Satan isn’t mean necessarily – We decide who’s King

Of Evil – so if We want our suffering 2 finally end

Next Time – coronate a crimson Friend rather

Than Foe – who knows Love always wins

& so doesn’t punish You, rather provide

The righteous path of redemption

And if You have real gumption

Form this function N reality

2 C shitty, crime-infested

Cities become pretty

Overnight since

Law & order

Now means

Love & nurture

And we can all stop

Feeling frightened when

Cops come callin’ ’cause it’s clear

They’re here 2 help, because here N

This ñü∿World – no one wants 2 put Ü N

Prison 2 profit off of my black kids with poor

Support – & only end up there if nothing works

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