Seductive Voices

I am a woman of many talents. 
My head gives livelihoods to numerous beings. 
It’s a team in my schizo brain with seductive voices.
Occasionally it works against me to my detriment 
    but when it's the "A” team, we save worlds. 
With our hands we are not making grenades of war 
    or feeding the multitudes with fish. 
We could. 
No, we draw lines in the sand to clean up dirty places 
    where the bossmen are accustomed to squashing regular men 
    like a bug with their thumbs. 
Their trail is left from their thumbprint 
    and today they are out of business. 
I believe in freedom. 
Sometimes I hardly have any 
    and sometimes I spread it like a contagion. 
The teamwork is not just a manifestation in my head 
    but an inter-dimensional reality and today we spread freedom. 
Maybe tomorrow I will catch-up on sleep.  
Until the next crisis calls my name. 
But I wish things were easier. 
When we are free enough I can settle down. 
I can retire when the next brain 
    comes up to speed enough that I’m not needed. 
Capiche! I say to my overlords. 
Capiche! they say.
They agree not to entice, 
    not to send seductive voices my way.
Amen to that!