Matt Morgan (Comedian) - E19 No Boundaries Poem lyrics

First Impressions last, As the Laws of Light meet Laws of Art, Reality's reduced to Broken Brushstrokes, Like a Monet sunrise in the dark, - Watch the smallest of rudders, Steer the largest of ships, Karma's flow must complete the puzzle, As we place-hack the piece that fits, - Yet a supervoid exists, Between us & the Big Bang, History will make a Trash heap Of all the Doozer's plans, - But we can tap into the Astral portals, And dream beyond the traffic jams, Or dance our cares away, Tresspa** & do the Running Man,