What’s normal without norms?
What are norms but chains of trade
Parading themselves in traditions of woe
Calling forth pits of desperate cries for unique abodes
Now turn it around 360 degrees
Making a new decree of happy
One that will stand the test of time
Breaking all chains linked in crime
For whose right is it to be happy?
Whose choice is it to take?
Aren’t norms and customs slave trades,
Where masked faces bleed in silence?
Let the blood sodden masks fall off
Let your faces take a healing breeze
Feel the love in the naked embrace
That swooned you once in your mother’s arms
Oh, make happy the new normal
Like a child drank with glee
A butterfly floating free
In the arms of eternal love