My fingernails
map bitten trails
they tell me tails

of all our strife
comes with the life
Word is a knife

Church versus State
makes second rate
Still fuels the hate

So take a look
and ban my book
my hope, you took

But not tonight
They fight no fight
They see no sight

I take no date
I find no mate
it must be fate

Well up, I give
‘cause Roy G. Biv
just cannot live

in here or there
which isn’t fair
but they don’t care

Not truth nor lie
don’t ask me why
I’ll only cry.

Where could it be?
(equality)
We are not free

My fingernails
map bitten trails
they tell me tales

Of being wrong,
a secret song
and acting strong.