Freya

You'd scream would you, when she demands another loan, talks of her bad news, sunlight,water,sky, you avoid that ocean boom, God knows maybe she's right, she shimmers down the avenue, her daisy head is blown, she paints us lemon blue, howling jangles to the night, we try to impose a curfew, avoid the constant fights, when she cries for truth, you say she's not alone, drains me just to argue, what's worse is her rights, says we've gone to ruin, you, me, all our lives, before asking for her due, hunger reveals our don'ts, leaves us here to stew, she wants another home ?