I will tell you
adjust and fine tune
till your view
reality I made
I will cut and clip,
snip and rip
all of the
fairy wing bits
that I want you
I will mold
stretch and contort
red clay mind
to the norms
that I formed.
But if you dare despair
to try and repair
of our shared
I will find you,
and take your rationality,
ostracize, or exclude
till you die
or submit to
authority, a position unknown to minority...
Military will only help temporarily,
Until the repetition
Then like a sheep to its Sheppard,
Follows the police.
Diminishing the quality,
As chaos doesn’t subside.
Authority turns ruthless,
dressed in weapons everywhere they ride.
Contradicting by disrupting ‘world peace’.
Desperately in need of headgear and a mouthpiece,
Praying to reach a pleasant release,
Before hitting solitary, on the edge of madness,
With fear of fatality,
That could have you permanently resting in the cemetery.
How is deprivation of freedom correcting one’s behaviours?
Is gaining the ability to fend for your nation now classed as an act of superiority?
Gun in one hand, bible in the other.
Is not the word a sword?
Why need for a gun too?
Or is it a justification to ****?
The same as a rocket launcher on one shoulder,
and the koran in the other hand.
Or a flag in one hand, and a sword in the other.
The image says justified intimidation.
Fear me, for I have the Authority.
But really, the Authority is only as valid
as there are fools who submit.
And the only true authority is the gun, or sword,
as you certainly know it.
And the flag, or bible, or the koran,
are but for your own conscience.
or cover for your lack thereof.
The bible and the gun:
a display of faithlessness,
the defilement of holiness,
a blasphemous act;
affirming the proud fool you are,
that says in its heart, there is no God!
What gives you the right
What power do you derive authority from
And yet you come and act like you're in charge
Or you have some divine permission
Alas why but not to know
Come my bitter heart from within
Asking why you never notice me
Or why you can't accept your fault
I mean no disrespect
I do not mean to jab, poke or ****
But if you continue to act like you're better than anyone else
You'll have to be brought down
Your a fool if you think that your men won't know
When you're lazy not zealous, you see.
For they then might decide that it’s best not to go
With you wherever might be.
Service loyalty extends both up and down.
There is a wisdom in my innermost layer
Other layers lie, rest assured there is nothing substantial to see
Not a hint of revelation or emotional release
She wasted time under a Bodhi tree
Thoughts insisting she kept on persisting
I will breathe and close my eyes
There is a fire in my heart burning blood
Pumping all through me
My rib cages rage at the overgrown branches
Wishing they had more space to grow
Other people deny my conditions
They stir up wind inside of me with their cigarettes and blades
Instantly, my flames retaliate,
“This wild fire can’t be tamed
As a super star rises to fame
I will destroy the hate you made!”
Fire purifies pain
There is a way no one has been and no will go
It’s my unique path
It’s my highway home
trail blazin’ on the back roads
It’s a bumpy ol’ dirt road
Now, I’m using my hands and knees climbing up a rope
There is a dream in me only I can breathe
There is a place for me in this world only
I can keep
Never more than I can bear
It's what you promised me
A wrenching family affair
Obsessed with his authority,
trying to control me,
memories that hold me,
it's almost more than I can bear
He doesn't even care
It tears, it breaks, it falls apart
And this is just the start
They'll just let you
A few amounts of strength
Just to pull you out
And dip back into the darkness
Hear your voice trembling
Underneath their shoes
Won't they believe in you?
Won't you matter to them?
Sometimes, you crawl
And they watch
Sometimes, they fall
And you watch
It's Just Business.
When I rebelled
On a huge scale
For the first time
I learnt a lesson
What authority wants
Read my poem Had I Let Go? For the description of why.
We're all rebels WITH a cause.
We all have something that we would put above all else.
For all the rebels out there