When Death comes knocking
have any participation in
see smell hear feel or taste
to hear tinny electronic music
I need drugs or violence to get by
I will cut all association with anything or one,
that tries to pull me into Maya
unecessary sense pleasure
who only wants me as mother when they are crying
that tells tales about masks they have never worn
That does not respect or value me
as part and parcel of the most high
that cannot approach me directly
present matters of high intelligence
He should dare to promise me more.
He who disrespects others, earth, women and God
will have nothing to do with me.
I will not settle for less.
And I will do my best to reflect these qualities
My law upon myself will be respected.
It is because of my utterly weak heart
because if I let myself cry and give for all
pour every golden drop of myself
into hungry blackened mouths
When daddy gave up on God
he dragged me through the depths of hell with him
of the pious, wine-stained haven my mother had created
for the impersonal ‘universal energies’
And no one ever gave me a leg up
no one ever told me I’m good
and I am still trying to find that in me
Why he saved me, I’ll never know
Looking back, 7 years fallen,Can’t say I deserved it.
kick one when they’re down
rub dirt into their wounds
It’s like hot nails in my heart.
and I don’t know if i’ll find the strength to
I don’t want to hear gypsy songs
Or share my body where everyone else is
Don’t dare ever threaten me again
And Goodbyes are too easy for me
and I will pour it out for everyone to share
Or just let me say Goodbye
I am sorry I never listened
you told me so many times before
I pack my bags again in two weeks
when will I let go of childhood?
Have one last look at my stars
I know I might die tomorrow.
And the sun’s in the North, so i’ll come back to earth.
But i’d rather die on the road
pouring my orange out to wailing fat.
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