Know Your Place

I was always told, “Know your place” When they wanted me to stand still But stationary is not my style Never has been and never will Some were told, “Know your place” Meaning at the back of the bus I am glad they stood up and said, “Hell no” Having the courage to sit with us They say, “Knowing your place is a good thing to know” But I strongly disagree And if you wish to defy this logic Then your place is next to me The place that I choose to stand Might change upon a whim And I reserve the right to move around Without any explanation So, if you want, you can know your place I am fine with that But you can’t force me to choose one spot So you can mark it upon your map