Time

Mapped a way.

Get there somehow.

Got to get through.

Get there some way.

Striving,

Holding on.

Standing

On what I hold dear.

Clinging

To the last of my sanity.

Staying

In the zone.

Socializing

When I can.

Visiting

With my friends.

Making ends meet.

Paying bills.

Cooking meals.

Getting up on time.

Time.

It’s a funny thing.

It means

So much to us.

So important.

Structure.

Pay checks.

Fitting in.

A day’s work.

Taking a vacation.

Getting sick.

Leaving for a little while,

For appointments,

Running errands.

We want to do what’s right.

We want to please our boss,

At least most of the time.

Jumping through

The hoops they make for us,

Biding time (there’s that word again),

Until we can go home,

To do what we want,

What really matters to us.

The comfy, cozy stuff.

Let us go home.

Let us be safe.

Let us be with the ones we love.

Let us have time to be ourselves.

Let us have more time.

Meddle

Delight doom deed real muppet

Mouth quarter map tell ape take

Lend ordinance keep create leak

Asunder seek made sack more

Make sake walk mood evil murder

End laid endear read cane meek

Age said root pop model word nick

Ate lid far nick sell wad lob lock cook

Mock rot mull look sit sick roll apple

Floor more murky bottle meter muffle

Doodle muck people daddy rainbow

How angel seam aching stable rack

Tacky teepee about near theft track

Seed render reindeer talking blanket

Beer satchel purpose training meddle

Freedom

Freedom.

I say, FREEDOM!

Let us all rejoice.

Let us all break free

From the chains that hold us.

Let us not let others

Tell us what we can and can’t do.

Let us not let religion or politics

Stand in the way.

Let us not let old, crotchety, white men

Tell us how we can spend

The rest of our days.

Let us love who we want to love,

Go where we want to go,

Say what we want to say,

Worship who we want to worship,

Be who we want to be.

There is too much constraint.

There are too many rules.

There are too many eyes

Spying on us from cracks in the walls.

There are too many guns

Pointed at us in the face.

We want to free.

We want to live our lives

How we want to live.

Please,

Set us free,

In the name of God,

In the name of our forefathers,

In the name of freedom riders,

In the name of Ghandi,

In the name of Martin,

And Malcolm,

And John Lennon,

And John F. Kennedy,

And Robert Kennedy,

And all the others that have died,

Do what is right,

Do what is right.