No longer a slave

They put braces on our ankle,
we try to move and mangle,
a sea of locks unable to untangle,
we are shackled,

Searching for the truth,
it seems so obscure,
no matter how obscure,
it is a powerful cure,
a cure for our insecurities,
the perfect immunity,

The government put a gun to my head,
the government place cement on my legs,
pointed the gun at me and said,
feeling the cold barrel on my forehead,
be a slave or be dead,

So I obey,
whatever they say,
call me a slave,
I just want to live the dream,
they slip me a pill,
put me to sleep,
sedation is an easy way to
prison our will,

But I woke up,
I saw the light and chose to get up,
see money is not evil, nor is it good,
merely a tool,
think of it as a key,
more money more keys,
I'm searching for the door of freedom

Shackles

Legalize it! Legalize it!
They scream as they synthesize it,
see the size of it,
no origins, all hybrid,
they make you fly like a bird,
high, mind twirls,
alpha waves pass you by,
fly, and vibrate in your mind,
our hidden genius that the government
tries to hide,

Education is stronger than prohibition,
giving these drugs to our children,
see coke makes us broke,
heroine destroys our arms and veins,
screaming inside, shouts all in vein,
can't escape, mind and body chained,
raped, trapped and locked,
a museum, drug filled mausoleum,
a prison, no wisdom

Keep them afraid! Keep them in the dark,
revolution lost its spark,
the politicians bark, and hark,
but we still travel through the dark,
through the maze shouting 'I AM not afraid',
through the labyrinth,
the Minotaur exhales a thick mist,
fate blows us a kiss,
the next generation sits and waits,
our freedom, waiting for our great escape

Dark days

Losing focus, staying on the path, it is hard to figure out the math, when drugs is the first and last, part of your day, wasted as you lay, in the pit where your feces laid, forgotten and afraid, full of venom and rage, values stuck in a cage while demons are lose, sipping on grey goose, while contemplating whether or not this noose is suited for my... wait what am I saying, I am just playing, playing a balancing game on the roof, tip toeing on the edge of insanity, suicidal, that is just a phase, the mirror doesn't show my face, but has shown what these drugs have done, I am seldom dumb, but I am numb, so I sit and toke, mind running away from the smoke I blow, laughing at a joke, that these drugs will finally get a hold, take its toll, looking out the window, stiff like a scared scarecrow, feeling so low, like 10 years of snow, no sun, that is where depression begun,