Dinosaur Bones nnnnmy bones don't click in place when i sit on the machine nnnot as of late do i integrate, scarcely say what i mean nnthis thing was built with one of my ribs nni was there when it was given a name nnbut I've been overpowered by those who took it away nnit doesn't even look the same nnthose hired in to intervene and supervise it's size nndo plot against the weakened will before the weak ones realize nni found it's bones in my backyard, i put them on display nni set it up with leering eyes and gave it a voice to say: nnnnI am just the voice of one who's greater than this nnbut I am still a sacred voice, I will not be dismissed nnnnthe bones still look out on my yard nnthough the pieces are taken apart nnthey paint it colors i can't stand but they will not touch it's heart nnthey stick tacky ornaments on it and they sell it to the kids nni can barely stand to see it now nnbut there's still a voice in it nnwhen i answer to the one who gave the bones to me nni want to say i cared for them, and say it honestly nnthose closest to me take it away and twist it out of shape nnbut the voice within still rattles the bones nnthe voice still resonates nn n