I have been stymied in my thoughts
The world is no longer my own
they stole it
they took it away from me
they have stopped me
they raped my imagination
and toss it aside
made me think its was something to hide
don't you think it's about time
we take back our minds
we get on the attack
we beat them
slaughtered them
hurt them
maim them
for the sake of preserving
what isn't as perverse
as they make it to be
for the sake of sustaining
something close to being free