YOKE OF DESIRE
Are you, are you free?
If were, I would be named Epictetus,
May the Heavens help me, my time is so ephemeral in this world,
I am Leaving home in four weeks' time, there is only so much I can do in this world, give these words to the gravediggers, it’s not my time, Not yet done paying for my crimes,
Tell me, tell me you have many masters without telling me you have many masters,
first, I want everything, second, I want it all,
Are you free now?
A yoke of desire,
Would you let me, let off of your grip,
If I was free, I would lead me to the inner citadel, the philosophers' abode,
I don’t how long I can house self-deceit,
Smiled to everybody, saying “ I am well and my life is better” when it’s not.
Well I know now baby You can’t be free,
Your whole damn reality is a cage,
I masked for too damn long years, not sure I have a face.
Tell me, tell me you have many masters without telling me you have many masters,
First, I want everything, second, I want it all,
Took my first bite at sin when she let me hit it so hard I believed that her body was heaven,
Right there and then I inherited the mark of a slave,
Wrote hymns and prayers in her name,
Tell me, tell you to have many masters without telling me you have many masters,
First, I want everything, second, I want it all,
I was barely a millionaire when the white mans’ system took my properties away, oh mama the pain, the pain when the giver takes back, If only I enjoyed it while it was my turn,
Son, my promise to you is a selfie with lucifer and Lilith when I get home,
A little voice note on desire and how great men turned to ashes much too quickly in pursuit to satisfy,
Rest easy, stay away from wanting what is not yours,
Maybe, maybe this is how you will be happy,
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