no freedom in your fonts

(and if you want to live high, live high

and if you want to live low, live low

cause there’s a million ways to go

- cat stevens)

 

one summer ago

as the sun warmed the city

a homeless man died

in a world without pity

 

anymore, people walk away from me when i talk

offended by my sense of utter nihilism

 

that i could actually perceive

that all that is

is all that is

 

nothing more in store

 

being raised by my mother

was like being bathed in that feeling

you feel when you can’t breathe

during the act of drowning

 

it is a waste to taste anything but pleasure

what pleases you

 

no paying dues

 

there is no way we are suppose to act

humanity has entered into a contract

with the imaginations of our minds

 

when it ends the end is all you will find

 

so be free

be who you want to be

 

but why is it the people who believe in eternity

are the ones who want to repress

 

oh yeah

their truth can’t be true

unless one size fits all

 

city streets are where i crawl

saying,

“something’s gonna kill me

may as well be something i enjoy”

 

while everyone else keeps making appointments

to get that prescription from god

that’s gonna make every little thing alright

 

but everyone’s shoulders are stooped

from the weight of all that poop

 

cause, you know what?

it’s all a bunch of shit

 

the evidence does not acquit

but only convicts

 

there is nothing and no one

behind the scenes

taking care of everything

 

so i live free

not as you perceive

i should be

 

because i really have no respect

for your rehearsed lines

 

i’m doing just fine

 

the feel of my feet strolling concrete

eyes burning from the l.a. smoggy air

at least i don’t pretend to care

about the bodies i step over

 

as long as you agree

over your cups of tea

that those who disagree with you

are not good people

then you are good people

 

unable to comprehend when i say

that nothing holds sway

and there is no such thing as good

or bad people

 

there just is

and then there isn’t

 

(and if you want to say yes, say yes

and if you want to say no, say no

cause there’s a million ways to go

- that cat called stevens)

 

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