Here, again, I want to go,
Away, far, to a distance unknown,
Rituals and faiths on a blind ideal,
No bone to reform like an unbreakable seal,
They say Lucifer is locked down in hell,
But either he is free or we are down with him in well,
Every man, every woman seems a bit odd to me,
“Nice to meet you”, how can you say that when we just had seconds to greet,
Why these social obligations? Isn’t it good enough we are we?
But, I know, society, oh damn! Society!
Written by my dear friend Flip Dippity a.k.a Dhruv