*The Number 6 Manifesto*
We need to get a few things straight
You don't decide what I see as ethical
You are only a manequin; a statue for me to gawk at
You aren't even an astronaut, an explorer, a revolutionist
I watched the last episode of the Prisoner tonite and it brought up some questions in my mind
Like what is freedom?
And why do we spend half our lives striving for something we can't even define
And the other half we spend in desparate servitude
My friends see things in the sky like the way the fat moon shines
My friends see things in me that I can't see when I squint into the looking glass
And they sometimes seem to remind me of how much I love my life
And how dang good the future looks
But we'd better act now because time is running out
These hour glass grains wait for no human
It's an assembly line game
Hurry up and wait
All these songs are memories
And with the memories the emotions come flooding back
I remember dancing at the wedding with her and I thought she was the one then
And now when I hear that song I can't remember why I was wrong
I remember the late night call from the hospital after the movie about India and Pakistan where I had wished someone I knew would show but I was only alone
And the hospital visit that day
And how we were still so unsure and still grieving
And the lonliness when I left Nick's room and hugged Annie goodbye
But mostly the fear
One thing I've learned from my third eye
If yr gonna get sick in Amerika you'd better have faith and a good lawyer
The court room dramas never end
But I take courage in the fact that I can tell myself the things I want to hear when the broken and twisted arm of the law comes down on me
I know it will end with me alone in some room of concrete and steel
And I'm not afraid
I'm just so glad to be alive
And so filled with love for all of humanity that sometimes I think I'm going to explode in a painful orgasm of altruism