Get out of my business
Stay out of my orb, balloons, wombs
I am not a piece of property
Your shoes don’t fit
Stay out of my brain
A law on my person is
Constitutionally insane
Shame won’t stand for me
Leave your bought and sold party,
Slick pork barrel, politicking maneuvers
At your home
Don’t tell me what I can and cannot do
It’s mine
Not a stock, bond, dividend, or capital gain tax
The fight was too hard to get
The words undone and words elevated
To give me what was mine to begin with
I wonder what Sheba, Cleopatra, Queen Victoria, or Queen Elizabeth would do or say
We should be the top earthly power,
In control and financially invincible
Don’t need no fear or slave-like controls.