Gerrymandering

Verse

An aphrodisiac

Can be the catalyst

I checked all my facts

One day when I was pissed

You can find a needle track

Where the hand makes a fist

As her make up starts to crack

In the middle of a tryst

Bridge

You can cut off all my hands

Cut off all my feet

You have to understand

That you cannot silence me

We marched in New Orleans

And down in Birmingham

Chorus

I don’t need your sympathy

I don’t need your dreams

Can this house be cleaned ?

Of gerrymandering

Verse

A giant metaphor

Silent underneath

Behind a nameless door

Only women bleed

And the speaker on the floor

Lies when he breathes

For those who have a little more

Won’t give up easily

The Optimist