“Please Don’t Call Me, Utopia”

[Written on October 8^th, 2000 - in the wake of Middle-Eastern events]

I have seen what Man does

Cloaked in clever disguise

Though I look to the Sun

Man’s clouds undress my eyes

Don’t call me, Dear Utopia

No one here wants to know you

You’ve filled my eyes with dreams

And I’ve become their fool

No, don’t call me Utopia...

Not now, not ever more....

I have seen what Man does

Under The Seal of God

Go away, Dear Utopia

Here, you do not belong

Run now, less they should catch you

Stay as far as you can

Man’s eyes, they have gone blind

Hear, in their heart, a stone

Here, one kills his own child,

Yes, you heard right; his own!!

Don’t call me now, Utopia

Please, get out of my head

Run far from me, Utopia

My belief in you’s dead

What’s left of me will go,

To a far, warmer shore

Where, tucked inside an Amber,

I’ll see flourish my core

I’ve gone down on my knees,

Dying, each passing day

I can’t go on, that way

Show up or go away!!

Please don’t call me, Utopia

Let me go, set me free

From the chains that bind me

To your Mind, can’t you see?

Set me free, Blind Utopia

Less you make me your Tool

For Men laugh and they sneer,

Thinking me weak, the fools...

Let me go, Dear Utopia

Please show mercy on me

Cleanse my eyes of your Spirit

Here, you just should not be

We cannot change this world

Too far gone, can’t you see?

And so, Darling Utopia...

Less you drown, here with me

Please don’t call, let me be

Dreams of you are killing me