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I am from the cold nights that flow like silent streams Form the sticky summers to the shouts on the streets I am from defiance, and ambition that burns within From that blood-curdling anger at the hand, we were dealt with suppressed. Mistreated. Feeling as though everything is wrong. I am left distressed at the mercy of the throne Of power far too big for an individual to bare That they use to abuse and send their people into disrepair Yet I grit my teeth and set forth to a land that promises no despair Now I'm from a new land A land of hope and change The monsters that rule here have a chance to be slain Slain by the people, for the mistreatment, for the injustice Fighting with ambition for a future that they could fully entrust in. Only then when the dust has settled When we have been freed of those chains of metal Finally, then I can say I'm from a land that holds no more pain No more cages No more authorities that keep us enslaved in I’ll be from a land that is truly and really Free
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Nov 6, 2020
Nov 6, 2020 at 2:06 PM UTC
Anarchist's Tale
I am from the cold nights that flow like silent streams Form the sticky summers to the shouts on the streets I am from defiance, and ambition that burns within From that blood-curdling anger at the hand, we were dealt with suppressed. Mistreated. Feeling as though everything is wrong. I am left distressed at the mercy of the throne Of power far too big for an individual to bare That they use to abuse and send their people into disrepair Yet I grit my teeth and set forth to a land that promises no despair Now I'm from a new land A land of hope and change The monsters that rule here have a chance to be slain Slain by the people, for the mistreatment, for the injustice Fighting with ambition for a future that they could fully entrust in. Only then when the dust has settled When we have been freed of those chains of metal Finally, then I can say I'm from a land that holds no more pain No more cages No more authorities that keep us enslaved in I’ll be from a land that is truly and really Free
I am not an anarchist this is a poem based on Emma Goldman I was forced to do for school but I actually kind of liked.
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Nov 6, 2020
Nov 6, 2020 at 2:06 PM UTC
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