My Self

 My Self
does not end
at my skin
I take in
the World all around
and I
am taken in

And when
a wall is built
my friend
a barrier to block
and cage
I'll tear down
that wall
in righteous rage
I'll shout
I'll fight
I will delight
in tearing out
that page

from that accursed accounting book
that inventory of ruined slaves

for I am free
oh, yes, you see
I will never be contained

For
My Self
does not end
at my skin
I take in
the World all around
and I
am taken in.