Marching to Jubilee

Don’t slow me down

With all the hemming and hawing

And blah, blah, blahing

Ain’t nobody got time for all that

Think of what you need to say

Then edit it down

I got somewhere else to be

I’m marching to Jubilee

Don’t weigh me down

With worn out clichés

Those verbal equivalents

Of genuine faux diamonds

Unrecyclable words

Dredging up old imagery

I got something else to see

I’m marching to Jubilee

Don’t try to hold me back

With your fears or labels

You can’t scare or define me

So you can keep your voodoo

Your fire, your brimstone

It’s your hell, you burn in it

There’s another destination for me

I’m marching to Jubilee

Don’t distract me

With your personality

You’re nothing but

Click-bait incarnate

I’m staying focused

Immune to your hijinks

I’ve gotta a greater activity

I’m marching to Jubilee