A Call



Forget the status quo
Motion to the notion that the oceans make
Hide in caves ride through waves
Sigh then say
Your true feelings about hour you're feeling
Today I ran
Tomorrow I fly
But when can I actually escape
Without having to dye
My hair, change my appearance
Say things more cleverly and
Become better at steering
Fearing what's happening
But knowing that it's all i can do
Hoping i can go back to you
And you can save me

I hold my hand out to the passing air
Hoping she can hear me
Will you please help me?

Hotel take cover
In semen encrusted sheets
Flavorful emotion Sunday
Something new next week
Thoughtful words disguised as
Misrepresented anguish
But all I’m saying is rubbish
So you need not take notice
Hold up don't pass by just yet
I'm still laughing about mistakes I made
In my next line of sets

I hold my hand out to the passing air
Hoping she can hear me
Will you please help me?

Embarrassing thoughtful ambitions
On missions to rape women
Under the conditions
That their children get snuffed
With silver ammunition
Filming this sick and perverted
Television live in studios
To get ratings and millions
Of viewers to fill their pockets with worthless
Shillings making a killing
Off of ignorance and insolence
I just have intolerance to these mechanical politics
Instilling in our heads that nothing you see is wrong
I'm disgusted by this shit
Please turn it the fuck off.

David Lempert