Tribal Fires
I won’t live to sate my hunger
I just live life for the wonder
But if all I’ll do is wander
I can’t take this any longer
Can I be the only one here?
Yeah, who else would hate the sun
For raping my night with lights
Just to kill my slumber?
I’m drowning in a world of obedience
Obsessing, pledging futile allegiance
Possessed with infantile grievance
Condemning any who dare repeal sense
I hate to see this exploitation
Of any who question their own migration
Who lives not yearning emancipation?
Why bathe your peers with adoration?
Why live content with that scowl?
Why live waiting for sundown?
Why live hoping for help with coping
With this joke that you yourself endow?
I’m worn-out like an ornament
And just live life for the moment
But if each moment is abhorrent
How shall I survive this torment?
I won’t live to sate my hunger
I just live life for the wonder
But if all I’ll do is wander
I can’t take this any longer
I can’t wait to lose my thunder
And just become another blunder
In this story full of wonderers
And hunters of our rudders
My flag’s down. What’s the rational
In bleeding myself for the fallible?
All that’s transactional is flammable
And leave ashes beaming like a carnival
Blinding riches fill our heads
To savour pleasures and disguise our dread
We fail to lament for those who’ve bled
For treasures in a life that’s long been dead
Don’t fear, I’m educated too
And a hazard for the ages like the rest of you
I was taught by the aged to adhere to rules
So I’m no fool; I’m a useful mule
I’m so tired of these faces surrounding me
They’re filled with glee just for all to see
It’s like horror to me; appeasing isn’t hard for me
And I despise knowing it’s a part of me
I won’t live to sate my hunger
I just live life for the wonder
But if all I’ll do is wander
I can’t take this any longer
Damn, it’s so hard to flee
This place where it’s so hard to breathe
With this hive starving out my arteries
In my dreams, it all burns down
And it’s like art to me