The Need to Rebel

My name shall not be divided

I shall reach out into the universe and tell the story

Of the Defiant and not quack a word of it out loud

My voice is on the outside looking in

waiting for transactions

My fingers are on location speaking loudly to the band

I want to be in the station waiting for the rain

take me to the party here rebels speak in code

take me to the moment floating frightfully ahead

carry me on fingers, fists, and outstretched wrists

carry me on with an elemental bond:

wind of body, mind of fire, heart of power, blood of the ages

carry MeWe on to the moment when we shall gel

and forces of the earth will join together to rebel