Cool Hand

Cool Hand Luke

I have been sent to have my mind
Fixed so I can face
The rest of society right
Not to be a menace
Anymore but I will not
Have my thoughts interchanged
With the lies they feed
I will not exchange!

But you have left me
Alone to be crippled
From my strong and swift body
To be beaten, kicked, and cobbled
Destroyed, my mentality gone
I'm tired Old Man
I am so very tired
Please give me your hand

I have attempted to leave
Hoping you'll find me elsewhere
On the other side of the iron
You'd be waiting there
Alas each attempt I made
You were never there
I shouted out for you
Strike me down to show me you're here!

Cool Hand they say
Always level headed never
Loses his cool they'll tell you
"Oh Luke, give up no not never"
Well I'll tell you Old Man
I'm done, accepting my fate
All of this Captain because
"What we've got here is failure to communicate."