consensual crimes amid
This flux of existence
Freedom within very
All-too-Narrow limits
I can't lick my wife's
Pussy or fuck her up
The ass not to mention
All those other things
I want to do with her
And forbid if she ever
Sucked my cock
Life Liberty & the 
Pursuit of Happiness
Put surveillance cameras
In my bedroom & I will
Perform for you like an ape
One touch of my tongue
Upon her labia or clitoris
Could land me in prison
Pathetic bores/sterile assholes
Control our ethical protocol
Plantation capital exploitation
Henry Ford cleans his workers
From head to toe so they shine
He washes their feet with his
Hair & with his sacred tears
Yet these slaves revolted
continuously against amidst
this topology of discipline
revolt rages prairie fire
one spark inside dis regime
She cannot piss in my face
Or drip candle wax upon 
My back, she cannot whip
My ass, nor shit in my face
Such Acts are against the Law
I can't let my love get on top
I can't express my love to my love
Each has this single chance
Don't be fooled - don't be
Implicated, seduced, distracted
You are a bunch of slaves!
What are you going to do?
What are you going to do about it?
What are you going to do about it?
What are you going to do about it?
What are you going to do about it?
What are you going to do about it?
What are you going to do about it?