Cramped in a cubicle, stressed from the drive;
kid has a fever, surprised that they thrive.
The hustle and bustle, MK Ultra’d group mind
I must escape and leave it behind.
I need my own, won’t make no one else rich
using my mind for a million dollar pitch.
The children will learn the best off all cultures,
the natives, the shamans and not just the vultures.
I rise with the sun and not in the dark,
awaking my family to a walk in the park
to stimulate muscles and energize minds
enjoying all nature and teaching of pines.
Limit I shall, the trap of four walls
relieving at will, whene’er nature calls.
Oh to be free to live and to play.
I ain’t going back, and I have what I say!