.	homage for d.a.levy by Luther Jett oh it is           there            you see           they cannot follow your rebellious         words there       cannot trace you even when        the brute empire           snaps at heel of flesh         there       all emperors must kneel          before the multitude                set free       fences?                walls? these have no meaning       there and identity's encrypted                 no green card no mark of cain          though they chain                  body twist          thoughts break bones it does not happen there       the idea of being                  can't be nailed