Prison or Prism

I’ve got my heart locked up
Not in a prison
But in a prism
Why, you ask?
Well it is really quite simple
In this world there seems not enough room for love
Only one best friend
Apparently only suppose to have one woman beginning to end
This is something I can’t understand
Same with why we went to war with Afghanistan
And made illegal prisons
Went on with a global witch hunt for a religion called Islam
But I started to read the Qur’an
And I believe it says clearly that killing is ha-ram
Didn’t need to read more than a couple of pages to get that part
Why would I eva want a prison heart
When I’ve already stated I want a patchwork heart
To reignite my prism heart
And illuminate my light body
Ask God for my angel wings back
And take to the sky
Sandy let’s teach these kids to fly
When we come sailing through
Hop on by
We will take you to our castle in the sky
Remind you
You will never die
Cause the Lord has granted resurrection for everyone again
No such thing as original sin
Just a chance to learn more knowledge
I think everyone should go to college
At least read some books
Don’t just play chess with the rooks
Go to the kitchen and learn to cook
Drive out to the country and have a nice look
I suggest for now
To avoid the hospital
Cause it is more like a prison
Sadly so R our schools
But I’ve got even more good news
A.A.M. here to take away your blues
And S.G. down on their brand new skis
It’s Aquarius alright
No more fights
Only bright lights
Sit back and enjoy the flight
I’ll see you at Dawn’s first light