She Rages


She will not be crushed

She will not be made to fit your mould

You think you can force my flesh my blood my soul

Always we rise up we rise up
The earth demands it
Let us not be a cancer on the earth

White hot rage
Blinded by media
Wake up

Grasp the vision
People have hope
Back to the bone

Touched by gods

Come on people
Don’t be scared
We could all live like this
Break free from the cage of lies

Cheap dreams
Sold as lies
Buy the bundle
Bye bye

Yeah so I’m weird
No longer care (give a shit)
Can’t hide it anyway
Streams though the cracks
Of my armour of lies
Be wholly me
Be holy yourself

Open up

This isn’t a poem
It’s a song
This isn’t a song
It’s a scream
A scream of rage and passion and love
Of visions and dreams and ecstasy

Yes i get it
Damn right
This is our birthright
How we are when we’re born
How we are when we die

The journey between
We transform

Modern and ancient fused together in my soul
What we could do with this power
This force of nature in our human form

Hiding no longer
Be unashamed

Be you
You are divine

© Jane Colbourne 2015


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