WANT

Gather en masse in town Taking one vow in the rhythm of a crowd sound Freedom on the bus back home Do I want to go? Millions of war-lit palms Swipe up in alarm, share it and disarm But I don’t know who I would show So do I want to know? Want. I want, I want no more Want. I don’t want anymore, anymore Want First thought, best thought First thought, look it up First thought, best thought, look it up Did you know, do you know Before it was a play it was a poem on the road With a Nina Simone, the then Pope? The seventh, I believe God knows, Google knows Moses wrote in lines of code On a tablet in the Silicon Valley Didn’t he go crazy, live on the TV And murder his own algorithm? Want. I want, I want no more Want I don’t want anymore, anymore Want Want want want I don’t want anymore, anymore Want want want. Ah!