Their’s was the first Woodstock
Wedding, full of drugs and abandon,
Where snakes and saints participated
With equal zest.
Middle class gods looked askance
At the occurrence, but were powerless
Against his contempt for sham.
Progenitors of the Dionysian,
Their joy was searing, coming from
An unbridled sun.
God of ultimate contradiction,
Even in his nuptials, the keenest
Of life and mortality were one.
Let us sing to a consummation
That in a burst of ecstasy gave us
Conjoint knowledge of passion and dust.
ZNetwork ana samun kuɗi ta hanyar karimcin masu karatun sa.
Bada Tallafi