Un-stately Swans

 An eagle eyes an angel on the meaty side of town  
Where the ladies are awaiting to hawk their wares around  
I see her strutting at the bus stop every evening  
Work was long and oh how I could find comfort in her breathing  
My first step down brings her sweet voice as candy to my ears  
She asks me each evening but my response she never hears  
Now if I was the only one, I'd have said "yes" long ago  
I'd take her in and do the sin but my name's not John, I'm Joe  
 
A winter snow with nowhere to go to get out of the cold  
The bus slides to a stop, I get off to silence gone unsold  
Surely you'll catch your death if you remain out in this storm  
I ask if you'd like to sit by the fire, drink something warm  
But you say he's watching and expects payment for the time  
So I say send him my way to collect mine for his crime  
It's his turn to pay for the rape built to enslave his con  
Locked shackles bind you to this corner 'til he's dead and gone  
 
Allow your mind to open the next chapter yet un-penned  
Let my heart teach yours that beatings pulse is meant to mend  
Let my touch bring feeling to the passion lost inside your heart  
Let me walk you to a door that opens to a fresh start  
Let me open your eyes where the future lies beyond  
Let me free your hands of the oppression in those bonds  
Let me set your feet free to walk through fields that know no fear  
Let my voice say the words no mouth would ever let you hear  
 
Let my feet carry you across the sunrise of a new day  
Let me crack the dawn in lieu of spreading crack to lay  
Let me show the light you shine is less red, fading into blues  
Let me display the way to any path you choose  
Let me assure you that he bears redundant blame  
Let my arms comfort your soul and push away the shame  
Let me lift the weight off your wings to see you carry on  
Let the blade of the Knight come to free an un-stately swan