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Nothing Left To Lose

July 12, 2018

 

“Freedom’s just another word

For nothin’ left to lose

Nothin’ don’t mean nothin’ hon

If it ain’t free, no, no”

Janis Joplin

“Me & Bobby McGee”

 

The parameters of freedom

Are constricting like a Boa

First by immobilizing the prey

With the false security of a hug

The guise, “for your protection”

While wearing a flag bearing

T shirt made by slave labor in

A country that has little freedom

Bought in a patriotic fervor to

Represent empty pride stored inside

As the slow… cold… squeeze… limits

One’s breathing first with a cough

Then gasping out a wheezing plea

Stop! Cough I had championed you

With stars, stripes and a trite slogan

On a piece of cloth worth 50 cents

That was purchased for $19.99 plus tax

Not even knowing the true meaning

But, it sounds cool and I fit in, grunt ugh

As the compaction continues while

Ribs and skeletal structure sing

Out a high pitched crackling tune

As the red blood & white corpuscles

Slowly Ooze out of the blue veins

Disintegrating into a devoured dinner

Just before releasing the spirit into

The ether, instantaneously and

Finally understanding

The real meaning of

Freedom

 

Free at last, free at last……

 

Only to watch and wait from the

Celestial green room as the next

Cast of characters slowly gather

Anxiously waiting to start and star

In their next show, going over lines

Double checking cues, to rehearse

Blocking and timing with proper

Lighting, shadows, emotions

Ambience and soundtracks

Even deciding which vehicle (parents)

Are bringing you to the stage (earth)

 

“Living on a lighted stage
Approaches the unreal
For those who think and feel
In touch with some reality
Beyond the gilded cage

//

All the world’s indeed a stage
And we are merely players
Performers and portrayers
Each another’s audience
Outside the gilded cage”

– Rush

“Limelight”

 

Methinks I wish I knew where this

shit stuff comes from so that

I could leave it where I found it

Since for all I know, it only makes

Sense to me, which is fine as that

Is who this blog is written for.

 

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From → Lyrics, Paradox, Quotes, random

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