is this my reality? did I bake it myself? or was it imposed on me? I have to know where I am or I won’t find my way home and I’ll have no place to sleep when there’s sleeping to be done I have to know what’s mine and leave the rest alone whatever path I take I’ll keep a piece of myself apart coz I was born a singular being nothing changes that but everything I do becomes a part of me so I never steal more than I can carry
I followed the ideology of sex, drugs and violence but nothing gulfed the chasm I felt inside love was supposed to cure me of that but there’s no honey in any philosophy that advocates
slavery I march to the sound of a
different drum the freedom I seek
lies within where a revolutionary
heart ignites my conscience I’ve heard many different singers interpret this same song they often change the lyrics but they seldom get it wrong
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