You may not be in jail
Castrated, in physical pain
Suffering under the tyranny of bullies who use you as you used me.
No, you may be quote/unquote: free.
But underneath, you are imprisoned
In desperate loneliness
In being unloved.
You are stuck in your rut and all your tut tuts are impotent
As you try to parent
In your draconian manner -
You natter on and on about whatever you think are your values
While what you have to lose is right in front of you -
Being lost in your quote/unquote: wisdom
And she will know freedom
And she will know happiness
And she will know success
And she will know romantic love
And she will rise above
You and your petty ways of thinking
Because of me and my way of thinking
And while you are sinking into your mire
She will rise
As I will rise, too.
Yes, despite your infuriating attempts to clip our wings,
We will fly -
Despite you -
To spite you? No... But in spite of you.
And as I'm soaring through the sky
And I see her soaring by me
Clear, Open, Fulfilled and Free
I will smile lightly.