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Taco Bell


It’s summer time 

school is out and you’re  free 

You can’t wait to go to Taco Bell 

although there is no money 

You applied for it 

now your summer is no longer free 

but there plenty of money to go eat 

It serves for food but also a gateway 

a gateway to liberation 

Its stuffy in the house 

your house is no longer free 

Your schedule is no longer free 

but liberation continues to build off patience 

and hard work 

Liberation is your goal

you never call out like your friends 

Liberation is the endgame 

your progress is beautiful 

You have it saved for the best Christmas presents 

this year, you will make them proud 

But this year is the year 

he quits his job 

No more Taco Bell 

No more presents 

it doesn’t wait patiently anymore 

it’s due every month now 

until it’s all gone

It was selfish of him 

but you still love him 

it’s still all gone 

Liberation is cloudy only a mere thought 

liberation isn’t opportunity anymore it’s a dream 

You don’t pack your schedule anymore for Taco Bell 

Or spectacular Christmas presents 

You pack it for Liberation. 

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