Sleeping in my mother’s arms
inches from a world of harm
Ten years later 5:00 A.M.
alcoholic hell and then
I heard it call: Rise or Fall
Living like an effigy
vultures staring down at me
went to hell and touched the ground
then I heard a subtle sound
Chorus Do you like the neighborhood?
Do you think it feels good?
Do you want to Rise — or Fall?
Chorus
Rise!