Life needs more green lights

Last night I came across a piece of wall art in a Target. Normally, I don't see much art outside of a museum that I'd say is worth payin' money for. But I was really diggin this particular piece of art. It was a motorcycle with splashes of red in the background and the words "Life needs more green lights" written on it.

I really dig that. The motorcycle a symbol of freedom. The red surrounding it a symbol of restriction. Green lights of course represent all the roads a person can go down.

I hate havin' to answer to people. I don't like bein' told what to do. I want to be able to explore what I want. I wanna go off adventurin' and conquer the world, or at least see it all. I'm not some Anarchist that thinks there should be no government. I'm fine with one I just feel it should stay outta my way.

I don't want anybody babyin' me. I can take care of myself just fine. I just want to be free to roam and not have to fill out forms or ask permission to do it. I don't need people tellin' me what I can't do. I need people that wanna help me do what I'm tryin' to do.

I'm not a rebel. I don't wanna do black tar heroin or have sex with animals. I just want to go where I want, drink a lil, dance a lil, be able to defend myself, and be left the hell alone.

People in this country are supposed to be allowed the pursuit of happiness. More and more we get shoved into lil boxes called cubicles, strangled with neckties, bogged down with debt, forced into corners and beaten into submission 'til we got nuthin left. We wind up older, fatter, lazy versions of ourselves. We wind up bein' too scared to stand in the dark alone at night. We whisper on our knees "Please don't hurt me anymore.", instead of shouting out "Bring it on, Mother Fucker!" with our fists in front of us.

I say bring on the green lights. I could use some yes's in my life.

Or Maybe I just dig too deep into comercialized artwork that's mass produced for mass consumption.