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A turtle kicks against the glass,
all turtles swim for freedom,
all animals know not how to ask,
we all yearn and we all say no.
Someday soon we must say yes,
and not stop to block the path,
limitation is repression of all we are,
government is civil war.
How to make this denial the last,
under the specters of fear and freedom?
the webbed foot, the vibrant dream, the shell, the glass,
we all ask and I know I’ve said no.
In the end all we have,
are the things we choose to do,
call it agency, sovereignty, autonomy, anarchy,
the only part of you that’s you.
Be it in the defiance of a young girl,
or the dreams of a turtle,
self-determination’s meant to bloom,
stand aside or be consumed.
and I say, if I follow my dreams,
the police, they will kill me someday.
I’ve been infected by something sinister and true,
I’ve been dreaming of saying yes to you.
Instead of standing in each other’s way,
what if we let each other go?
Oh well, I guess we’ll never know.
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