Medley

In the wastes of the galaxy
Imprisoned here endlessly
You and I, destiny too
Confined in this galactic zoo
Hear fellow prisoners cry
«We must find truth before we die!»
… undone like a broken fly
Shining bright lights in my eye
See if I can stand the pain
I stumble into grass and tree
Changes to an iron hand
A politician stops to sneeze
Then squashes me …
Save me!
I’m a gracious hand.