Rebel yell : call of the wild

I will rebel

As you never made me feel a part of anything

And from a young age I sensed

There was something very strange

Going on around you

Who could know that then I felt so much more

Than I could ever tell of

Things you carried

And then the leavings

And the stealing of the light

The 1960’s

Were such dark and volatile time

Times of rebellion

When awesome power of the wild exiled feminine

Was returning

Long hair

Sex and drugs and rock and roll

Took us ever deeper into a hole

Of emotional confusion

So if you feel the obliteration now

They forced you to live inside

And if you head feels at times

As if

It is

Exploding

Then set them free

All of these tears you cry

And allow yourself in the quiet

To live for while

Deep inside the gestating power of

The raging

The fury

The rebellion

The call of the wild

For to reconcile the mistake

Will take some time

And if you carry the message

Do not expect your voice

To be welcomed

By many

Instead learn better to welcome and enjoy

Your own exile

As you draw closer and closer

To the powers of creation

That seek for you

To know

To embrace

And to love them