wearing a golden fleece to change the tide

a force of medusa's around every side

carrying a vial of blood that mary cried

we have no direction in the way we stride

everywhere we go we drop a spark

so open an ear and listen and hark

get out of the dark, and disembark

for this light ship is now set to park

freedoms for you's if you choose

like were you are? then simply refuse

but the more and more you peruse

your world will change with multiple hues