Let Us Be Free

Waiting on a revelation about the coming revolution
It’s a slow go, 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
and because of my big mouth, 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 cast-off genius combined
disowned and disavowed
Wings stolen while I awakened from a nightmare to discover
I lived a life not mine
Worrying didn’t help
Accepting unfair demands didn’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
And you asked to be set free
I set you free and now you wanna come back to me.
Pity about those set free who wanna come back to me
Being me who’s no longer me is no fun
even when you think you wanna 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

Purple Haze (Updated Version)

I live my life in a purple haze  

Not just a faze, a way of life in the 60s, 

purple haze was an LSD craze 

asleep in my heart's gaze 

Lost in my mind's maze

Spouse Blissfully unaware, doesn’t care 

Can’t get a social security raise

Keep wondering about ways 

To enjoy the sun’s rays

To get out of this malaise

Can’t get ahead, just move sideways

I’m only human, feel so blasé after so many days

unexcited with exceptions to every rule I face

Lost in a different kind of haze not knowing where I am in this phase of my life, not trifle

Rephrase the question which is the answer to why I live this way, 

I’m only human, so screw you too

You flex your money while

I flex humanity. only a few own all the money

I agree, must be the end of days

Why else would it be this way?

Take a plane get off in the next state, 

Turn on the TV and see the same shit

My soul ablaze, am I a hypocrite?

Humanity says it’s democracy

Free market enterprise, capitalist economy

It’s all lies – otherwise, we’d all be the same size,

And all that jazz

Disenfranchised, the poor get less than ever before

I flex humanity, the world is ending 

Hate to be pessimistic – 

hard to possess a future that’s slipping away

In overflowing seas, rivers ceasing to be 

Becoming more than we are meant to be