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Nov 2011
Society exists to repeat its self.
Once war, always war.
Marx had it right.
Class conflict, social destruction.

Where do we enter a society that relies on love?
Is it possible in this interwoven chaos?
Ashes in the wind scatter our own individual minds.

Sheep, by the herds, run for comfort and conformity.
Sheep, by the herds, run to the slaughter.
Mindless as can be.

Social media, the euphoria of the masses.
No need to leave the house,
The whole world is at your command.
Popularity, the prime persuasion.

Needless to say, needless to be-
We will never be free.

Stuck in the headlights of elaborate,
Engaging, entertainment.
The billboards-
No longer on the side of the road,
But, embedded in our minds.

Where can we break?
Break out of the margins of society,
Out into free air-space-
Freedom- our main objective.

The Hope.
The Revolution.
Now is the time to rise to your claim.
Claim your mind once again.
Written by
Jax Sawyer  32/Non-binary/The Divited States
(32/Non-binary/The Divited States)   
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