Get Out

There once was a time when words were easy
Not a thought or a care to fear;  misinterpretation, dehumanization, slander, spite, incarceration
There once was a time when my nature flowed free
When I swam like the fishes and buzzed like the bees
And so the words have grown in me, grotesque, like a mutant inside
The sludge of fear a breeding ground for chaos to reside
And so the words have cut my flesh to seek the nearest route
Amid the darkened cesspool stirring; hurry up, go on, GET OUT!


There once was a time when love was easy
Not a thought or a care to fear; objectification, exploitation, detained, controlled, contamination
There once was a time when my passion flowed free
When I purred like the kittens and bowed like the trees
And so the love has stayed in me, alone, a quivering leaf
Beneath the millpond of my sorrow, drowning in a pool of grief
And so the love has seeped into my veins; a gruelling route
Creeping through my bloodied memories; help me, save me, LET ME OUT! 


There once was a time when dance was easy
Not a thought or a care to fear; degradation, abomination, stalking, lusting, ostracization 
There once was a time when my body flowed free
When I flew like the angels and rolled like the seas
And so the dance has stopped in me, frozen, a sculpture of ice
My arms and legs now petrified, bound to this unmoving vice 
And so the dance falls victim here, a frigid stone it's deadened route
Enough now, prisoners of my mind!  It's time to move, get up, GET OUT! 




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