I will not stand and sit in silence.
I will not give into the lies that the world screams, in pictures and words, songs and lyrics.
I will not believe that my body is a tool of pleasure which only satisfies the needs of others.
I will not believe that I can’t do anything,
about the women and kids forced into sexual slavery, crying for help, numb from poverty.
Only having left, their bodies, like corpse.
Tell me to not care. Please
Please tell me not to care, because I like a phoenix will rise and not hear,
those lies, which perform their duties of killing souls, slowly but surely.
Tell me not to care, because I will sing on, I will shout, I will scream until all the chains are loose,
captives run out the gates which bind them, those gates sometimes that are not at all, visible.
I will not be silenced.
I will offend with words, with music, with actions, that will offend the compromised, the conformed
Please tell me not to care, about the barely child, given to brothels, given to sex tourists, to houses
that offer no love, but brutality and abuse, of hate, and devilish grins
which comes straight from the pits of hell screaming to us, “your life is worthless and temporary”.
I scream back- go back to hell, you and your lies, your influence that has killed souls and generations, numbing us from what is right and true. Telling us that love doesn’t exist lest you give your body away.
No, I only have to speak a word, and it is done.
Free the captives, free the captives, free the captives, loosen those chains, loosen those chains, loosen those chains.
Let the tears come again, let the tears come again, melt this heart of stone which kills others and yourself.
I will not give in until my body lies in that coffin marked with love.