Spiritual

Jordan, I’m a comin’
Ready to cross that long last river
Ready to plunge my soul forever
    into your cleansing depths and sever
    from all these worldly ways.
    In insanity lies our one true
hope for freedom — from all the social
norms that bind us into who we are.
Jordan, I’m a comin’
Hold me well, you ragin’ waters
Reunited, all your daughters
Freeing us from he who slaughters
    in all those worldly ways.
    Love is the lie supreme that binds us
into belief that sacrifice must be our
noblest ambition; into belief that fulfillment
comes only in living death.
Jordan, I’m a comin’
Fill me with your ancient beauty
Releasing me from binds of duty
Caress me in your primal crooning
    far from all worldly ways.
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