Mutiny

All around the world,
And here at home too,
The bewildered herd,
Are following – who?

Their dreams flung aside,
Their ambitions too.
All part of the ride,
We cannot undo.

And not in this life,
I know this is true,
Will this awesome strife,
Disappear from view.

On the sullen sails,
On the life-long sea,
Hearts are being jailed,
Hearts of you and me.

Mutiny,
Don’t you see?
Read it aloud to me!
Show me my own grief!
Fight a thousand battles for me,
Mutiny.
Supposed to suit me.
Suits no-one, he or she.
Empty,
The stomachs of millions,
The lives of billions,
The existence of all.
And the never-ending fall.
So we must crawl,
Slide on our bellies,
Used as tools,
By the powerful fools,
And they know to be cruel,
So we must stay cool,
Break rules.
Break free.
Mutiny,
Don’t you see?

It’s the only chance left for me.
Trying to find the key,
To the door which traps me,
And all I see,
Burns my eyes,
My ears shy from the lies,
But the Right-wing doth rise…
Babies cry,
Why?
This lowering high,
So wear a higher tie,
And go out and buy,
Educate, work,
Die.
Take part in the lie.
Raise your entrance fee,
Mutiny,
Don’t you see?

It’s a lower note in key,
But it rises so ferociously
And builds a bubbling anger in me.
The disease of this century.
The problems with not being free,
Is it not plain to see?

Don’t con me,
Don’t release me,
Don’t trap me.

Free.

It’s what all should be…
Goods and presents,
Hell and heaven,
Divorce and wedding,
This is just the heading,
To my plan of things,
To come,
Things,
Which will be,
Mutiny,
Don’t you see?

It is only recently
We’ve not been free.

Mutiny,
Don’t you see?
Radical thinking has a grip on me.
And I would die for she.

Mutiny…

So all over Earth,
Hear the crying few.
The right to free birth,
And free life ensues.