In the days of old, times of legend
And wicked evils takin' hold
The people trampled underfoot, havin' had enough
A shockwave of light from above!
A gift to a land under the flood
of sadness, tears, thunder n' blood
Torrents of ash, screams, blood and gore
Spinnin' winds and blowin' storms
Mothers in black as they mourn
But from this wilderness a pure form was born
to save the world, tattered, shattered and torn
In that universe of free verse,
tall tales and volumes of words from being hurt
Endless days of Darkened skies
and rivers of tears
year after year being cried
Would you believe there
was once a time
when one might alliterate for a line
And a little rhythm
would ring with rhyme
Oh, how there was
happiness in those
golden glory days of
smiles and sunshine!
Blowin' winds flowin' change
Chosen to be the form by
which man might be saved
A just, simple man simply going about his day
Then a light from above
and from above
Down a gift of heaven came
Chosen on that day, a man
Rick was his name
Chosen by the winds blowin'
to bring heat
to the world's cold n' frozen
Rhyme was the gift
To man named Rick
So he could heal the rift
Born to be the Essence
And drive evil to the cliff!
A world now risin' from the dead
The fire risin' higher and higher
That began to spread
It didn't take long
From that day on and on
Whispers of the name became song
Rhythm and rhyme found melody and time
And the Era of the Essence had arrived.
His kingdom was born
When the people worn
turned their head
To see the light at the edge
of the coldest night,
wakin' from stones they called homes
They could hear him say in his peculiar way,
'Sleep here tonight, if you might, ok, alright'
And so Rick the Essence
found the peasants
to become his Disciples and Knights
As his kingdom grew
So many had come from so few
And as their spirits flew
The people would take reason each season
To name him something new
Born to be the Essence
The peasants bowed
with respect in his presence
They called him Mr.
then Dr.
now Wizard
He found the lost, bore the burden of their cost
His spells cast away the frost and blizzard
Turned to stone the store of vile snakes and lizards
The legend of his spells began to swell
as he transmuted to golden eagles and hawks,
the muted macabre lovers and buzzards
otherwise confused,
always picking their own old wounds
goin' blind in sunless rooms
spinnin' tales of blood, doom and sinkin' moons
He brought light to the people
And showed them the joy of life
Spreading his words and the craft
Were his disciples and Knights
Swings of their pens and their swords
One and the same
Just dependin' on how you pick to fight
Rick the wizard
casting magic with his wand
Castles to pigs and lizards
In a style of which we're all quite fond
His spells spell concise
Leavin' ya feelin' contrite
Showing men they're mice
While keeping it
short, sweet, and polite
Knowin' he don't gotta be showin'
His Thor-like power n' might
While we're all already blinded by his light
He's the master, he's the wizard
Spell caster, rhyme blaster
rockin' his wand, wavin' his finger
Call him Dr., never mister
A blistering pace, melting our face
With wisdom, now listen
You tiny peasant,
Whipped with penance
bow and thank ya God
you were blessed
with the presence of the Essence!
Hit your knees
and reflect with repentance
Get down and bow
before the man with the might of the world
dropped from a single sentence
The light from above that came to save us
It's Rick, the gift that god gave us
To show us the way away
from the grave of poetry bent
to sadden then enslave us
