1
Let’s engulf ourselves in flames tonight
We’ll set fire to the wind
Let’s engage in madness
In heaps of clover, weed and gin
Why don’t we erect an effigy
To the pillars of the fringe
Do away with the conformists
Let them wallow, cuss and cringe
For dragons walk with us my friends
In this march toward glory
One day the crisp sea breezes
Will softly tell OUR stories
And we will rise the heroes
Us, the rebels and the bastards
Reigning a soft, stale victory
When we dispatch our masters
We the rotten losers
Deep in dungeonous dismay
The homeless addicts
Who chose to lose their way
Unclothed in golden garb
Armed with only our illusions
As well as rot gut whiskey
Good Dick, and our delusions
We the chosen freaks
Clamoring for honesty
Will gather in the pulpits
And be offered only modesty
And that’s fine
2
I won’t be seated
I won’t be engaged
I won’t be fooled
I won’t be
I won’t feel
I won’t
I will not stand
Eat
Die
Or listen
I will not
I won’t fight
I already did
And it fucked me
3
I won’t hear you
You won’t
Lie to me
You can’t convince me
Your
Only
Me
We
4
I thought about freedom again
And how is not real
How can anything
Defined
Be
truly free?
And
How can
Girl, boy, rich, poor, healthy, dead
Be free?
InIndn, musket, domino, Jew
Be free?
5
Republicans are democrats are socialists are dead
Communists are furry bunnies who scramble to create reason
Christ was a dinosaur
And none of this makes sense
Or matters
Because it carries the label
Of love
6
So how can you be free when defined by an outsider
Against your will
In perpetuity
Always?
How can you be real
When given imaginary pretext?
How can you be happy?
7
I don’t want to be defined
Stamped
Used
Chained
And plundered
I don’t want to die a cliché
You can clamor
You can fight
You can die for your labels
In this broken era of garbage
I
I yearn for truth
And I don’t want to die a dumbass