"enforcers" poems
Kashmir Delirium
Oh People Of Earth! Thankful are we,
For each act of benevolence shown to us.
Your gilded sweet words describing,
The beauty of Kasmir, land and people.
Mention in books and talks of it's riches,
Naming it the Sweet Paradise Of Earth.
The Lord has been bountiful to Kashmir,
Treasure of resources in every sphere.
To elevate each aspect, our wish for life,
As every acre of this land is worth millions.
Full of treasures and recreational value,
Forestry with grandeur and silvery rivers.
The outside world's view is so limited,
Simple folks living in the lap of rich bounty.
Mentioned in world forums and organizations,
But what of the goal of giving us freedom?
What has The UN established in our name?
To measure the pain and anguish we bear,
At the hands, of our supposed benefactors.
The saviours who has us fractured.
But in reality they train their enforcers,
In the art of creating oceans of tears.
The red blood now hidden in camouflage,
The spent shells now gathered and hidden.
The leaders we are told to elect in electoral shams,
Run publicity kiosks and swell friend lists.
Joint conferences to address personal interests
Dialogues that never address the root issues.
Just the formalities and no sympathy,
For the ones burnt in cruel sadistic reprisals.
The hypocrisy continues deliriously unabated,
More augmentation of the security forces.
For a first hand view of deep hypocrisy,
Walk this land, you know as beautiful.
Religious leaders will teach you political artistry,
Sermons full of ambiguity and guile.
Waywardness and narrow mindedness on display,
Political apologists give great lessons.
Religion and religious ethnicity are tools,
That keep minds and bodies in total check.
Gamesmanship by leaders is the rule of thumb,
As promises are forgotten once office is obtained.
When writing of this succulent beautiful land,
Write of the air, pregnant with sadistic practices.
This land is being stripped of worldly treasures,
And the greatest treasure is mistreated daily.
The best of nation is the inhabitants,
Ignored are the real gems of this beautiful paradise.
Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 6:44 AM UTC
Manila,
Manila,
Your bustling streets vibrate with the rumbling of the jeepneys
and the hollers of the drivers as they say,
“Pasahero diyan, kasya pa, kasya pa!”; (Any passenger there, some seats are still free!)
Your nights twinkle with the Christmas lights
that surround every tree around the Meralco building
when September begins;
Your endless traffic jams keep McDonald’s and KFC alive
twenty-four by seven
where traffic enforcers dodge cars
and vans
trucks and tricycles
and jeepneys and bicycles
while dancing to the rhythm beating in their own ears
with a smile and a salute to all the drivers
from dawn to dusk;
The noise awakens the outskirts of your city
filled with people who never fails to smile
even when the storm pirouettes like a tempestuous ballerina,
where children watch the roads
transform into this ocean of black water
and small wooden boats become the means of transportation;
paddling in between houses
as the adults try to go to work;
where chickens waddling upon roofs
and cats chasing rats
become the best forms of entertainment
but Manila,
your lingering smell of cancer
comes with the dark blue starless sky
telling people to grip their bags until it merges with their bodies.
Manila, say good night
while they hold it tight
protecting it from the dark humid air
where thieves come out to
thumb down unscrutinised objects
from shallow pockets
by the flickering lamps
across the blazing red and emerald green lights
you see less
and less
and less
faces
as the Sun sinks and says good bye.
Stop
and try to tranquilise yourself.
Your city is now lead
by a blood-thirsty leader.
Apologies from gunshots overpower the cries of help from your people.
Manila,
ignore them
and sleep well.
Let the truth decay
while lives burn and vanish.
Prayers cannot save your mutinous ignominy.
Halcyon days are over
but
Manila,
you are still a beautiful city.
Your resilient people
overflows with hospitable hearts.
Their faces plastered with big smiles
as they welcome us for you
and say, “Mabuhay!” (Long live!)
proud and mighty.
Offering their minds on banana leaf plates to everyone who visits,
Giving away their hearts in small loot bags to everyone who leaves,
The Pearl of the Orient Seas
was my hood.
Manila,
despite your lack of snow
and intense weather swings,
You are
and will always be
my home.
Apr 7, 2017
Apr 7, 2017 at 4:54 PM UTC
Behold the One with the Aries, the Ward of Santa Muerte
Our 16th President voted by 16 million Filipinos this 2016
The 1st President from Mindanao from being Mayor of Davao…Duterte!
He is One with MiJoRdGr (Miriam, Jojo, Rody, Grace)
The 4 Opposition Presidentiables who defeated Mar Roxas
And brought Liberal Party its great disgrace!
The One with the Aries from the Land with War
The Land of Promise – feared by typhoons, but filled with goons
So from her came a Liberator among MiJoRdGr!
That this One should war with our nation’s greatest horrors
-Drug Lords, Liberals, Treasoners, Criminals & Terrorists-
These powerful entities to our history are desecrators!
So by being one with lawmakers, law enforcers & lawful people
By the overwhelming power of the Supermajority
Our country’s greatest terrors…Du30 shall conquer them all!
But first, he must defeat his detractors – Leila, Leni & Trillanes
These triple crooks who want to topple the government
Are also said to be conspiring with EU, UN & US!
Yet with Trump’s triumph, US is no longer an enemy
Our American hatred weakened, our Chinese friendship strengthened
As it established great friendship with Pres. Du30!
Do not emulate the girl power of those Liberal crooks
We got an Olympic medalist Heidilyn & Ms. International 2016
But Leila & Leni?...Can only ruin our country…like blasted nukes!
Do not worry for we have Pacquiao as still winner & role model
Alongwith Gen. Bato, a victim of yellow washing machine
But these Pro-Du30 men…to criminals tough, to innocents gentle!
May God allow this True Change to take place with continuity
Let Pres. Duterte lead us for many more years to come
For the Supermajority, for you & me… for our country!
-12/30/2016
(Dumarao)
*Our Golden Times During PDu30
Sep 28, 2019
Sep 28, 2019 at 9:19 PM UTC
typewriter rhythm
clacking away new beats
tempo exchanges
computer lab concerto
fair-weather phonetics
hunt and peck symphony
symbolic of the system
poking at inmates
pecking at the enforcers
attempting to gain an education --
floating above the ruckus
offering research aid
I sit at the desk seeking only to enlighten
service work for those
suffering servitude
serfdom
post-modern slavery
complete with subsidies
scamming the con-men --
white house looks best
through prison barred windows
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 5:59 PM UTC
Whether it's an eight/twelve hours or more shift.
I SALUTE all men and women that daily places their life in danger.
Behind walls of correctional institution enhancing rules and regulation to inmates.
Of course you find that familiar one professing like it's an honor to be called convict.
Over phases of offender or inmate.
Unlike those street enforcers with weapons.
The only one you have is your vocal tones to control.
A prayer said daily, if you are of faith to calm your day.
Hold truth that any second, minute anything might happen.
While many families failed to comprehend you didn't make their child apart of the correctional system.
That was their child decision.
It takes strength and fearlessness to operate behind fences.
To be that honest officer following the rules.
For even some co-workers eventually ends up behind these same various walls.
RESPECT is an earned trade and trait.
Like your word is your bond.
But in a place that operates twenty four seven.
Your work is never done.
So to all correctional officers I SALUTE YOU!
Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 6:36 PM UTC
They ask, why care so much?
Simple, my ancestors blood and bones
are the foundation of this nation.
But that isn't your blood or mine?
We have come a long way!
True but broken chains
don't free us from shackles,
and half measures
can’t get us across the finish line.
If you hate it so much leave!
In case you missed point one
I'd much rather fix what's broken.
I want to make sure that the stacked deck
is reshuffled. That kids don't have to grow up
in war zones, where the only way out is debt
or a casket. Where people don’t get to profit
from the very thing that took others freedom.
I want a playing field that all can use,
where the rules make sense and the enforcers
are kind. Where I'm not the oddity
for never having been behind bars.
That people realize that there's more
to our culture than our bars.
I'm over the 40 acres
I want 24 Oscar's. Maybe then I'll see
myself on more than just ESPN and MTV.
Others have it far worse than you!
Well then let's elevate them too.
A rising tide raises all ships.
So let's create a flood that washes
out the hate. When will people realize
that we aren't enemies. That the system
crushing you is already destroying me.
If they can put people in cages for where
they were born then Eastside or south
of the border are just bad hands we are dealt.
I don’t know how to fix it
but I care too much to be quiet.
So thanks for reading my thoughts,
but will you stay silent?
Jun 19, 2019
Jun 19, 2019 at 9:32 PM UTC
My house is surrounded by
Illuminati operatives.
Lizards! Everywhere i look...
green ones in the grass like
slithery snakes with feet,
brown ones on my porch
running counter-intelligence
on my kitties, tan little
enforcers with an ochre-red
streak of war paint along
their spines.
i know what you are thinking...
but i stopped wearing a
tinfoil hat. It wasn't
keeping the N.S.A. out of my
emails anyway.
Just yesterday, one of the
lizards' double zero
agents followed me to McDonalds.
i saw him through the windshield,
gripping the wiper blade
with all his might, tail
whipping in the wind like a
whip antenna, broadcasting my
subversive Big Mac purchase.
i don't use Geico insurance,
therefore it was clearly an
Illuminati spy, without question.
Nowhere is safe.
My days are numbered.
They fear what i could expose,
that i would tell others
what i remember about
freedom.
Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 6:23 PM UTC
We oughtta consider bringing back
old-fashioned Gladiator Arena combat
as retribution or as a chance at vindication,
depending on how well one performs,
for those who are most deserving:
Those who seek to spill innocent blood or to oppress the masses,
the most corrupt Politicians, Lawmakers, Enforcers and Judges,
overtly violent supposed "'Protectors", such as Soldiers or Police,
the scheming Bankers, that is to say "the House",
deliberately misleading Authority figures,
whether in news or in the world at large:
all the malicious Religious figures,
power hungry Narcissists,
abusive Demagogues,
subversive Tyrants;
if these people have a place,
it's center stage in a Coliseum with little else aside from one another,
their choice of melee weapon and/or shield, some leather armour, and a roaring crowd.
Let's not forget the HD cameras with hyper-telescopic lenses so we can see their faces live in 1080p!
Maybe even add a few hungry Lionesses from time to time
or perhaps some ill-tempered Sharks..
or, a pack of quite irate Wolves.
Our Imagination is truly the Limit!
We could even run ads in between rounds
and sell foam novelty items
and overpriced water
when it's 115 outside.
Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 9:31 PM UTC
If those that was wrong was convicted.
Then many wouldn't protest the verdict.
Or have to say police lives matter.
All lives matters, in terms of human respect.
Too many times crooked cop exist because the good cops refuses to report them.
So they go on scheming money from the drug dealers.
Many with their own stories to tell themselves.
Yes, a shake down many citizens knows so well.
Yes, police lives matters.
Simply cause of the danger of the job.
But you have a few shaky ones quick to pull the trigger.
Who don't know the excuse used constantly?
Which is "I felt threaten for my life".
Even if shot forty feet away.
And the object in hand requires them to be inches closer to harm them.
Most juries are sympathy cases to law enforcers.
Especially when the evidence convicts them.
And you hear a not guilty verdict.
For every innocent victim abused , killed by mistakes.
Their life was just as important too.
And we hardly hear them crying "their lives matter".
Yes, police lives matters.
Not because of the job.
But because some went the distance to severe and protect.
And was wise on when to use their assigned weapon.
Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 10:08 PM UTC
Without, many wouldn't be working.
Street hustling keeps many employed.
Whether you're a drug dealer or a **********
Whether you a up and coming businessman/woman of the streets.
Selling goods, as the original kinds.
Notice, those trying to get that deal.
Many supposedly represented people of the community.
If truth be told, even some law enforcers.
Seems to come to the affairs of street hustling.
It's the righteous just that you catches the most.
The ones that put you down but comes to get a deal.
This is the truth.
This is real.
Pretend it's not.
You soon be shocked.
Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 9:39 AM UTC
The truest of Terrorists
in this our wretchedized World
will never be publicly labeled as such
for they are the ones
convincing all the others
that all the others
are the Terrorists.
You want to find the Terrorists?
Look in our buildings of Government;
the policy makers and enforcers:
politicians, judges, police, lawyers, lobbyists;
who are corporately sponsored
and/or backed by secret Societies
tend to be the ones
who most viciously violate Human Rights
through Fear, Prejudice, Violence and Ignorance,
(that is to say Demagoguery)
for personal gain
and that of their Clan.
That sounds like the truest of Terrorism to me.
Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 10:17 PM UTC
Emptied bottles abandoned in a makeshift nest of expended needles
Wallpaper tearing, personified with mind-existent faces
Faces crying out, druggies are feeble
Thought *** was not dangerous, buds tweaked with laces.
Brave men and women all matching in green
Prepared for war, physically ready to fight
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, you'll never know what they've seen
Comrades dying, fearful crying, killing humans alike.
Forced to mature, parents not even related
A false family filling an insatiable pit of sadness
Baa baa, black sheep. Wool tainted.
Fake relatives, real emotion and belief. God Bless.
Destiny is cruel, less than two dollars of payment
Food scarce, enforcers feirce, assembly line continuous
Fingers bleeding and bruised? Keep working. Mentally spent.
Whips on the back, the pain gratuitous.
Nice family, good car, great job, years ago
Remnants of the past, rewinding in the form of dreams
Begging for money, mainly ignored, not seen as human anymore
Sleeping on park benches, tears releasing in streams.
Two to five things go wrong and you feel the need to complain?
Yeah. Life must be tough.
Your romantic interest leaves you and you feel insane?
Problems childish when compared to others, don't you think it's enough?
Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 12:14 AM UTC
Surely, the memory chips in drones and robots
Are not programmed to reflect a Kantian standard for the use
Of deadly force and destructive weaponry
It is exactly because of this lack of understanding
Between right and wrong
That drones and robots are so attractive
To the enforcers of the imperial empire
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 9:49 PM UTC
In certain cases and cirmcustances , we question various reports.
Some realistic and some simple fiction.
But is all things based on race?
Probably not?
But on the perception of the public.
So let's dive into various events reported lately.
Why?
Why?
Do white females have no guts to report events twenty years ago?
But suddenly now?
We have law enforcers and lawyers in a society ready to go.
With the Supreme Court nominee allegation, we seeing tricks of tricks playing out.
Whether you like him or not, this guilt attack could have been reported.
What stopped her?
Many playing some of it down cause thee allegations comes now when he about to be elevated higher in the court system?
And let's be real a lot of stupidity goes on in our teen years that we ALL might regrets.
What do experts say?
We not wise to make an adult decision in our youth.
Which many of us know not exactly true.
Even with Cosby attacks many still think if the lady took a secret payment.
She played a guilt in him if true doing more against the others.
Plus, by law, she owes the money back.
It's a broken contractual agreement.
And many men still doubt some accusation.
Is with the famous accuser?
Why?
Didn't take go to news a long time ago?
In some these cases, they were mixed, racial accusers?
If took a poll mainly always one sided based in race polling?
Many would high light white females love to play along and stay the silent partner in cases.
And this isn't always about they were fearful.
But their partial guilt will be exposed.
All these high-level ****** harassment cases level against news executive points out various themes.
They still worked for the company and around him.
For what?
They had a family to take care of in life.
Sounds good but many of us know we not going stay in a hostile environment too long.
What's going to get better?
Some, hate to admit it.
Rose through the ranks to be high-level anchors.
At most companies, many employees know the "slept her way to the top" female.
And then the case "huntress" always on the scene Gloria Allred the lawyer present in most cases.
What high profile lawyer?
Do anything for free?
Of all races, it seems white females have this selected memory that surfaces back just at the right time.
But no one can make you be quiet.
Although a few friends and family try with you gonna embarrassed the family.
But if it gives you a peace of mind.
Follow your heart and go after your accusers.
True friends and family stay at your best supporters.
Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC
Oh, this bullying.
Where everyone addressing the subject?
Only if they just visit our history.
We saw the worst of bullying in the fifties and early sixties.
When segregation showcased their true color.
And the ones they bully suffered more.
Then these present group crying of bullying.
Who have more?
Then they ever had.
We saw law enforcers turning lose dogs.
We saw fire hydrants turned loosed upon them.
And children's being beaten.
What thin skin folks have now?
We saw thick skin folks take a lot more of then.
This is a case of true bullying.
Being like is cool.
But like Jesus realize not all going to be adore.
He was bully way more than any of us.
Some weak folks needs to push others.
Which only happens until you stand up to them.
If one bully intimidate five.
Realize that bully has five to intimidate them.
Just to show them the other side.
Adults gets bully more.
Ask them?
That get blackmail by their employer.
Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 9:59 AM UTC
Strange, strange, strange.
When you young and especially a teenager.
And all negative level at you.
Teens this.
Teens that.
While many adults misses thee big picture.
For the same things you get accused of by news and others.
You find many adults doing them more.
Texting and driving.
What teen?
Hadn't see many grownups break this rule?
Especially law enforcers and politicians.
But you a teenager.
The pick on group.
Research dwn through times.
And you'll see various teens through the decades been torn apart.
It's tough being a teenager.
Just wait to you become an adult.
And find that the problem of teenaging will remain the same.
Adults needs a certain group to blame.
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 11:09 AM UTC
Shots ring out in the neighborhood around a crowd.
But no one saw a thing when a victim's went down.
And when the law comes to investigate the situation.
All the witnesses that were their.
Pretends to be blind or acting mute.
Stop protecting the criminals.
Living in fear hadn't done a single thing for anyone.
Except, let the criminals hide and run.
You're only as safe as you want to be.
We need to quit blaming the law enforcers for our fault.
When information is needed.
We make the wrong choices.
When you find those that loves to play bad.
Then, let them find out behind the walls of a prison.
Some guilty and some innocence.
We find folks living in fear.
When there's no need to be.
Thing of those that stood up to crooks.
Even, if it took their life.
To make us feel secure at night.
In days of old.
Children's was warned not to have the police knocking on the door.
But in present times, some see it as an honor.
Be warned.
A son that violate the law made his own choice.
Be warned.
A daughter that broke the rules too.
Decided to visit a path against our legal rules.
Be warned.
The best protection for some is the law.
Because you might run into a legalize gun holder.
That pulled the trigger ending your sibling or child life.
Jun 14, 2013
Jun 14, 2013 at 10:14 AM UTC
I fled from society, failed at human bonding
too fond of the Siren's song and searching
for higher calling took to lurking beneath
the surface, the silence is calming.
Tragically lost the path and got tired of wandering
so I put a spark to match set fire to the forest
and torched it to find I'd been encircled
by enemy enforcers slowly encroaching
upon my little plot of land, far from final stand,
just a part of the plan.
See this **** was specifically scripted,
a switch flips to see the paradigm shifted.
I'll have you dreaming up apocalyptic visions
of me leading legions of seething demons
who feed on the meek. Whatever fortress you seek,
I'll ******* crush it, sowing fields of decimation,
I'll water with blood from buckets. By estimation,
I'm judging you won't recover for generations.
My friend, I suggest you switch your position,
"The end is ******* nigh" and you better ******* listen.
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 4:26 PM UTC
From The Scholars Room
Is Where Atmospheres Loom
Feel The Different Moods Bloom
Like The Ocean Currents Swoon
Dozens Of Strangers Footsteps
Invading My Kingdoms Palace
Poking And Prodding My Humane
Till I Take The Blame Or I'm Inane
Jabbed With Needles And Syringes
And The Hatred Of Tablet Binges
Profiters Afraid To Lose Mintages
Enforcers Versus Patients Are Constant Challenges
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 9:40 AM UTC
I keep replaying
Last night's scene.
An English man
sitting at a bar,
in a wealthy
side of town.
He was carrying on
with me about
The People
not having
a good reason
to carry a gun.
It's hard for him to see
why I strongly disagree.
I want The People
to fight for what they believe in,
and question authority.
It wouldn't be quite fair
if the law makers
and enforcers
had all the guns
and we had none.
Rebels are going to
have guns anyway,
but they call them criminals.
Then otherizing them,
making it "okay"
for them to be locked away
in 3x overcrowded cells,
for as long as they can keep them there.
Please keep explaining to me
why you,
who lives in a gated community,
are okay with your gun
in your locked safe,
but you're not okay with me,
who lives in the south end,
having a gun
on my hip
as I walk through
a littered park.
Or why it's not okay
for a women,
looking good
for a night out on the town,
to keep a gun in her purse
as she passes the downtown alleys
and begging homeless.
You're right about the terrorists.
They don't really exist,
but do you realize who
did bomb the towers?
Do you realize who is creating
the fear of black men, now Muslims?
Please keep telling me
that there's no reason
for a revolution.
That there's no good reason
For The people
to carry a gun.
There's nothing wrong
with fighting for what you believe in,
but blindly taking away
ones ability to fight back,
that's wrong.
Mar 16, 2017
Mar 16, 2017 at 2:45 PM UTC
The country is completely broken,
The state has always been ruined.
Everywhere is fear
The end is drawing near:
Touch your heart and sing a tune.
Nobody remembers the meaning
Behind patriotic songs we sing.
The endless peace they promise,
Lies the way drama is-
The government needs to rethink.
You cannot trust the government
The future of it is endlessly bleak.
The enforcers ooze hatred.
What men breathe is seen sacred.
Though truth is what we seek.
The truth is not in the men.
Political beings only breathe lies.
All things they say are false
They speak of “freedom for all”
Meanwhile, the children in cages cry.
The country is completely broken.
The state is all but crumbled.
Rebellion draws near,
Instating copious fear
But the Man In Charge scoffs untroubled.
A siren wails in the distance-
“Please stand once more for the Pledge.”
We speak of freedom and justice.
We pray and plead for bliss
We’d rather die than follow to the ledge.
We cry out for mercy one final time.
We pray for our Clock’s final chime.
We trudge onward through levels of slime.
We wait for the end of crime.
There is nothing anymore we can do.
Trenches of safety reveal no peaceful view.
The Ending feels like sweet morning dew.
Terrible times will, at last, be through.
One more cry. One more shout.
One more time to figure things out.
One more lie. One more bout
Of joy before our time runs out.
The chorus sings on as if forced by swarms
Of unhappy police with ticking bombs
Ready to light the fuses with no qualms
And end the lives of the morally at arms.
For peace, we scream.
For liberty, we shout.
For love, we yearn.
We bleed life out.
There is almost hope for the country,
But we need others to listen.
If we yell loud enough,
Maybe the future will begin to glisten.
We can save future generations.
We can leave this life with hope.
We can give them a future,
And their future will help me cope.
Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 12:04 PM UTC
their fetish and subsequent addiction,
with simple vocabulary -
their fetish and subsequent addiction
is to educate people with theories and
diagrams and teach them a vocabulary
which they later limit, censor,
so they can write their nice, pretty pretty pretty
poetry of limited vocabulary, and
because their limited vocabulary they wish
to limit the vocabulary of others,
they want us all to be paupers by vocabulary
standards of expression: say the nicest words,
and say the nicest words all the time...
you do that... and the fists emerge -
and as you see, obstructing the free-flow of words
creates restrictions in the experience of life,
but hey! you have political correctness,
otherwise known as status quo enforcers by
the number, the great post-colonial abortion of
connection with history, paradox of darwinism -
sever connection with the 19th century, let's go
straight back to the jungle and eating nits
off each other's heads like sharing thoughts and ideas!
what a debilitating decade we're living in;
the oddity of bad grammar due to over-emotion
(where typos evident).
Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 7:39 PM UTC
Your community
Build it up, build it up.
Make it something to be proud of living.
Stop comparing your situation to the wealthy side.
Many of times money dictates the level of crime.
Trouble doesn't always get those arrested with wealth.
They support the mayors and the governors during election time.
So essentially law enforcers over look certain level of crimes.
Your community,is what you want it to be?
Especially if you not trying to self police to keep it clean.
Drug dealers rather friends or not.
Brings trouble to your neighborhood and you just a supporter.
If you not reporting the fools doing the trade.
And many times, you just as guilty.
Although you might not see it.
Sometimes churches plays a vital part.
If they not addressing ways to clean up your city's in various ways.
Your community is simply a reflection of you.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 10:38 AM UTC
I will not be used.
Not by you, not by him, not by her.
I will not be used.
You try to mould me, form me,
pushing and pulling, this way and that.
"Do this," "Do that," "You can't do that."
Restrictions?
Restriction-less.
Yes, that sounds better.
Stories?
Stories told to take our minds off the hurt, anger and treachery.
Hope should not be a thing of the past.
People controlling people.
How is that so?
Are we not all equal? Are we not all free?
No.
Freedom is a figment of our imagination,
created to distract us from the reality of being in captivity.
The world is dying.
Society crumbles in the hands of it's enforcers.
Power hungry, selfish and heartless we are.
Broken we are, burnt from our sins - the consequences thereof.
But i know.
Therefore,
I will not be used.
Not by you, not by him, not by her.
I will not be used.
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC