Okay, so here’s a recipe
To go against society’s recipe
Drain a rainbow from the sky
Combine flashes of 7 bright hues for this colorless world
Mix in music – the kind that speaks to your soul
Pour in a gallon of individuality
And sprinkle in a pinch of pixie dust
– It’s okay to believe –
Add a teaspoon of hope
And two tablespoons of fear
Stir 73 times, each circle adding a tear
Shake in a cup of black anger
And, if you’re brave enough,
Maybe even a drop or two of love
Pour it all in a bottle
Of a melancholy hue
Then, above a bowl,
Bust it open with a knife
And blend in all the shattered glass
Dust with sugar and add 3 cups of spice
But some powdered originality instead of everything nice
Sift through all the subtleties
And add 13 oz. of nuts
– A touch of insanity –
Add a hard outer shell – protect yourself well
Chill until firm – don’t let them mold you
And bake at 370°
For as long as it takes
For this new you to rise
And you will have your own
Revolution pie.