i believe in peaceful protest, i support equality
when i witness such a thing i feel a stir
i’ve been told about ohm’s law, of voltage and of currents
i’m amazed at how a microwave works
my psychiatrist is helping me uncover repressed thoughts
to force the unresolved to consciousness
i have a layman’s grasp on different types of opposition
but one that i can’t seem to digest
is the resistance that the universe bestows
constant inconveniences to keep me on my toes
resistance of the supernatural kind
and i wonder what it is that i’ve done wrong
my morning coffee grounds are strewn about the kitchen floor
the well-oiled handle never fails to stick
there’s a sputter in the engine ‘though it’s recently been tuned
the radio just up and quits
i’ve got a wine stain on my dress shirt, the one i bought last week
the tide stick melted in the center console
and every light at every intersection turns red
i run just one and see a state patrol
resistance that the universe hands out
never ending roadblocks to fill me up with doubt
resistance of the supernatural kind
and i wonder what it is that i’ve done wrong
sabotage, guerrilla warfare, and the stock exchange
resistances with reason, cause, effect and change
but resistance that the universe unlocks
proverbial punches to take me down a notch
resistance of the supernatural kind
i wonder what it is that i’ve done wrong
i don’t know what it is that i’ve done wrong