REVELATION

Waiting on a revelation about the coming revolution 

It’s slow no one wants to know we’re just a bunch of good little soldiers

Doing what we’re told to

I’ve made no resolution to begin a revolution 

I want to see people treated fair

I turn to me, say, see me free to be fair to me

Set me free outside myself

Set me free, let me be me

 “my bad” will set me free 

deny the naysayers, haters and dis abusers

See me

An angel cast from heaven 

originally 

because of my big mouth, I was sentenced to hell on earth 

fallen from grace, a casualty for being me

Set me free from this insanity, this rat eat rat culture

We waifs wander the street
like abused common yard rats we want to be set free. 

Even rats are drawn to starlight and 

love to feel the earth beneath their feet instead of the hard city pavement 

where we are caged together

dining on musical words helps me while away my days 

whilst I sit here and await my fate in the next genocide an autolytic sourpuss

pray, permit me to continue

in a prison, I sit awaiting sentence

my pitiful existence pale compared to thee

cast me from your kingdom

wandering searching far from home

am a product of your fear and castoff genius combined

disowned and disavowed

Wings stolen while I awakened from a nightmare to discover

I lived a life not mine

Worrying doesn't help

Accepting unfair demands doesn't help either but what if you don’t have a choice

easy for you to say let it go and let it be

Let it go and let me free, let it go and set me free

On wings, I flew once with you as an angel now cast from your grace

Laugh as you look down upon me pleading to be set free

And you say girl you had it the way you wanted to be

You ask to be set free

I set you free and now you want to come back to me.

Pity about those set free who want to come back to me

Being me who’s no longer me is no fun even when you think you want to be free

Once you rode on wings you could spread but you prayed me to let you be free 

Now you beg to come home and it’s too late to let you back in my grace

Let it all go daughter, let it all go so you return to be 

an angel spreading her wings – wings fashioned from dreams - 

wings with kaleidoscope colors