Planes breaking like towers on 9/11
Is anyone in heaven labeled 7
Stuck in hell with a big gun on my belt
Ready to fight my way out til I melt
Hell’s kitchen is not as bad as you'd think
Oppression bears black; a giant mammal
I just want to rip out tooth enamel
Ramble about my condition as a slave
N***** they call me, my mind is a rave
Luck’s lost on lucky leigh way left of love
The rational subject
Dances in duality
Stripped of earnings, personhood urging
Marked by contract, on paper
Life transforms into property
Belligerent because of tooth enamel-
That unexpected biological decay
Proves that mind stands still
We've built up a hoary artifice
Exclaiming our particular version of truth
Covering the ground with gridwork and lines
Mining jewels to keep the helium high
While filling quotas to make the ceiling rise
I hear the great man/ nature divide
Residing in our pattern of life
Speaking out a vast anguish
Birthing pains of a new era
We will make it through the womb
Our power lies in our pleasure
As mankind always traverses
An uneven terrain
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