PLEASE LIBERATE ME FROM THE RED ROPE

PLEASE LIBERATE ME FROM THE RED ROPE I was cast into the Red dust when I was born I don't know whether I could laugh or mourn I was soon brain washed by the Red water Up to now I am bound by the Red rope n cotter I experienced the Natural disaster n the Red sea I boldly n endlessly struggled to get me free Only to find the binding tighter n harder   A butterfly can never fly away without butter Time came to 1989 the Year of deadly dread A hat of counter-revolutionist put on my head The Big Brother has been watching me all the time I really should have given him a big n red dime It's not fair not fair absolutely not fair The White Feather has become the Red Hair People are not allowed to walk in People's Square Sufferings n wrongs as mountains to bear We are told not to ask why We are born only to do n die Gun barrels determine everything n all The People's Hall much stronger than Berlin Wall Give me liberty or death oh my God The white-haired man thanks You a lot The Red Dust will be cleaned the Rope cut The Blue sky returns while big games shut