Can you handle
8.1 billion people?
Simultaneously
The orchestra of life
I remember and can see
My hands
Writing music
The treble clef
The five lines
The bass clef
Five lines
The notes
With my quill
Sometimes pencil
Once a harp player
Violinist
Often a pianist
Staring at the Monet
For five hours
In Bluebell ward
Where are my paints?
Where are my paints?
I have an obsession
With my hands
Where they go
What they sense
Their pace
Their communication
Their gifts
So you were obsessed with me
You were addicted to me
You were infatuated with me
You loved me
I’m used to it
I can handle it
I was born to deal with it
One guy engraved my name
Onto his arm
At prep school
Fame
What a game
The La di da romance
Maybe you’re a star
But I’ll be your super power
In your billionth hour
We need the supernaturals
We need the rarest phenomenons
We need the radicals
I was born ready
I can handle the death
I can handle the displacement
I can handle the suffering
I can see the fire
I can see the floods
I can feel the earthquakes
I can feel the tsunamis
I am the lightening
I am the hurricane
Mother Earth
Tantric Goddess
Oh Lord, what a mess
If I never speak to you again
That’s ok
If I never see you again
That’s ok
You know it matters to me
Don’t you see how important
Your decisions are?
The path you choose
That way
That woman
Another way
Your son
It’s really up to you
I just want you to be free
Provide anything you need
But you are not the only one
I have a zillion animals
On my mind
We only needed the rare
Combination of your energy
And mine
For something in the future
You may never believe me
It isn’t my madness
It’s just something that happens
Back to the future
Sometimes you have to go back
To go forward
I promise I’ll warn you
Have no fear
It’s pretty crystal clear
Why we need you
Step aside human
Like a comet
Cascading rainbow frets
Only an electric guitar
Could produce
Rockit speed
These days
I’m not even quicker
Than light
I’m already there
Quantum
Refraction
Communicating with aliens
Of the fifth kind
Mainly in the fifth
Dimension of time
Close your eyes
There you will find
The answers
I’m a free spirit
You will never pin me
Down
You will never see me
Frown
You will never understand
The clown
In me
In you
The joker
Of Leaf
My hidden sheath
Of metal
I have an obsession
With music
I am in awe of
Dancers
I only admire you
Look up the definitions
And humble yourself
Your ego and your id
Yes believe in yourself
And love yourself unconditionally
But realise
I am focusing on everything
Mainly this planet’s future
And Freddie’s youth
My gift’s proof
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