A Necessary Evil - Ian Lilburne

Dionysius is a filthy beast
When released from his bottle
Late at night
When the music goes wild
And the free spirit in the crowd
Spins out of control
Consuming us all
In his rejuvenating fire
Peeling back the layers
So we don’t care anymore
About order and decorum
Are free again to face
The essential chaos
We’ll discard everything at his altar

No doubt
We are better
For that purging
Vital
Revived
Renewed to life
But the mess
The next morning
Is appalling

Pity those
Who must clean up after
That necessary God
They are not slaves