#anarchist
The battlegrounds
of the past
are empty now.
The brave now
Scarred by
the same power
They swore to protect
In the end.
Was it worth it?
Ending all those lives
Breaking the minds
of those you claimed
to love.
Was it worth it to watch
them leave for
the last time?
To watch as they were
puppeteered
as pawns of
“FREEDOM”
Shouted the Man in the chair,
chanted the revolutionaries.
but really everything
was to a self serving end
Only
In death may
my freedom
come to me
staring down
the barrel
of his pistol
or seeing
my reflection
in his knife
Sep 26, 2024
Sep 26, 2024 at 11:31 AM UTC
Why is life?
Called by poets
‘Pain with no end’
‘Disease without a cure’
Maybe It’s just
Misunderstood too
A question without an answer
A tired contender
in a ring of pain
‘why is life?’
Muttered the Stoners
and Addicts,
Eager to take
another sip,
another puff,
another pill.
‘Maybe under
The neon trip of
LSD and
DPH and
Anger and
Confusion,
There’s something more
To this thing called life.’
Why is life that is
Described by the parents
and the civilians
as ‘Precious’ and ‘Beautiful,
When I still see the scars
Dripping with
the blood I spilled
and tears I cried
dripping with the rage
That they forced on me
With just a faint
Memory
of Why.
‘I know!’
‘Why is life!’
Cried out by the pastor
and the priest
to be,
‘Impure and tormented’,
‘A messy, infected wound’,
‘A sore that must be cleansed
and bleached’
When the very systems
that swore to cleanse evil
kills those who do good
and condemn those
who simply express
who they are.
“why is life?”
I muttered,
bent over the
bathroom sink
hands stained
red
from the pills I took
to erase the pain
of life
Sep 26, 2024
Sep 26, 2024 at 11:29 AM UTC
Prepare yourself. Protect yourself.
Show up when people need your help.
'Cause those who hate us will not stop
Till every one of us has dropped.
There is no means we can't employ
Against aggressors who destroy.
Wake up! Get up! Get out of bed!
And fight to live, or end up dead!
Aug 8, 2022
Aug 8, 2022 at 12:36 PM UTC
Sometimes I'm an apathist,
Infrequently an anarchist,
Mostly an apologetic aesthete,
And almost never myself.
_Whatever...f$@k it...sorry...hello._
Dec 7, 2019
Dec 7, 2019 at 9:02 PM UTC
Democracy, how much I adore
Though in the modern climate it is but a bore
When men of riches and capitalist pigs
are whisked away to office with the flick of the wrist
Through the help of the disillusioned
Of old, indoctrinated *****
Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 8:08 AM UTC
Tired of living in a false paradise of consumption,
suffering everyday our labored prostitution,
trade in your hours for a handful of scraps,
smile while your master puts the cigar out on your back,
this is the workers symphony,
aching joints, aching psyche,
smothered in whiskey to **** the pain,
our autonomous freedom we'll never regain,
slave till you die, laugh till it hurts, your meaning in life, to merely survive,
collect your checks week after week, creative minds stomped out, just smile and drink,
be a good slave except your fate,
it's just the way it is boy get back in your place,
we gravel in dispair, they spit in our face,
we waste our lives away,
on our hands and knees but we just smile and drink,
thinking about breaking these chains,
it's punishable by law,
authority laughs when you die slow for your keep,
with your eyes wide shut,
don't wake your slumber,
it's all a bad dream,
just go back to sleep,
and forget life's blunder
Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 5:03 PM UTC
He was
an arterial
driver where
he'd flee
his schlep
to accompany
wires but
hire them
and direly
with an
accordance that
oppression dearly
their navels
in latter
times of
inca summers
love begotten
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 2:30 PM UTC
I love you
More than words can explain
I fall for your voice
And how it characterizes your words
We talk for hours on end
About everything and nothing
It feels like time stops
When I'm in your presence
But once we check the clock
We realize it's passed at double speed
Alone we are strong
Together we are powerful
Untouchable
This love outweighs all the bad things
All the difficult conversations
The anxiety-provoking misunderstandings
For once I don't feel the need
To attempt to control everything around me
Because this time around
I trust you
And I trust in us
And that's a beautiful thing
Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 2:51 PM UTC
A man with the people's good at heart
And self inflicted gun shots from an AK-47
Lay dead in the palace of currency
American funded bombs drop overhead
Radio waves shiver through the air
Carrying his final words
Let not his sacrifice be in vain
Let us repair and rebuild avenues across which great men and women will walk
¡Viva Chile!
¡Viva el pueblo!
¡Viva los trbajadores!
Jul 12, 2017
Jul 12, 2017 at 11:52 PM UTC
..and that's what scares me
Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 11:39 AM UTC
a desolate deception of hopeless self expression
a perceptive inception of artistic retention
is this a conversation?
or a list of movie quotes?
pop cultures ascension to our first world dimension
feel the tension...
feel the pulling of the mind
as we spit rhymes about hate crimes ignored for an episode of Family Guy
is this truly the vision of the revolution of rhythm
cause it seems more like derision or apathetic decision
speaking of dismantling systems when we're all caught up in them
when will we be finished?
when we get off our ***** and take molotovs to tyranny
instead of crying in beer glasses
will that amend the cracks in foundation or just be a punchline
we take breaks in the morning noon and nighttime
and we havent been fine in a long time
with cops murdering and wars being waged
we're more concerned with grocery lines and making a good wage
lets end currency cause its holding us back
and let our abilities have the first crack
spread the wealth of the knowledge of a skill or a trade
help those who are enfeebled to make a way
and do it because its the right thing to do
not because you want a soul indebted to you
property is robbery its as simple as that
so raise your black flag and lets take freedom back
Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 5:28 PM UTC
The ones that like order, order order
The ones that don't, don't.
The ones that have, need it protecting
The ones that don't, don't.
Those with ludicrous possessions and wealth
Create communities in despair
As their lives are dragged into ill health
Songs of revolution fill the air.
Your smug, glutinous lives are repulsive
White house, white boat, ***** conscience.
Though your email spying is intrusive
We now have a global mergence.
Oh, joy will flow when we've succeeded
Between us there is less and less distance
Ironically, your perverse lifestyle was needed
For you've become the Anarchists assistants.
The ones that like order, order order
The ones that don't, don't
The ones that have, need it protecting
The ones that don't, don't.
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 4:10 PM UTC