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a thought on where we are

Contributed by arakrune on Wednesday, 19th March 2003 @ 10:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic: political



A THOUGHT ON WHERE WE ARE
(Our government’s actions on our freedoms)


Insanity to the core
Darkness and insipid chores
My dead cat on the floor

An old man drinks at the corner
As I catch a floating feather
These days are getting better

Twisted thoughts flit thru the mind
As I wander thru the daily grind
Out here on societies shorn rind

I dare not lose my view
Or deviate from my oath so true
Must avoid hells flue

Comments I make and cant deny
A part of me is still shy
As my spirit still fly’s

The old one drinking starts to talk
And those around him visibly balk
And the ignorant start to mock

He tells of days gone by
And of the things our parents tried
The things for which they vied

He rambled on an on for some time
Looking about as if one of us was going to shine
And no longer toe the line

My mind whispered things to me
That this man knew more than he professed to see
And was talking with a hidden glee

He stopped suddenly and looked about
Then started to shout
Pointed at a man and screamed THE GOVERRNMENTS SNOUT!

A small man stared back incredulous
In askance he said whets this!
I am not the government’s proboscis

But then with a grin on his face he said: now listen
And as he spoke his brow glistened
To home with you all he said or you will be listed

At that all the sheep true shuffled off like the sheep they be
And he looked at me
As I placed my back against a tree

I smiled at the little man bureaucrat
Thinking to myself so this is a human rat
I shall be my best cat

He stared at me hard as if his eyes were a threat
And said loudly you dare to take my bet?
His eyes shown fear when mine they met

The little man knew he had met a man that thought free
And that could cause him to be chased up a tree
One who would gather forces on the levee


The people tire of the governments actions
I said to gage his reaction
And belief in bureaucratic action

He said: enough will listen
And the others will go to prison
For we enter a new season

He started babbling at this point
About our safety and governments might
And how most won’t miss their rights

He is a believer in power
A sheepdog who shuns liberties flower
Just talking to him makes me want to shower

So now I know I must choose; be a sheep or be free
I choose freedom even if it means me hanging from a tree
Come join me we will make a stand on the levee

If you hide you get what you deserve
Only you can get up the nerve
Stand up yell and be heard

And if you don’t I wont hear you whine
I will be hanging from that tree your lost freedoms sign
As like a sheep with bowed head you dine

STR
3-17-03
10:41PM




Copyright © arakrune ... [ 2003-03-19 10:05:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: a thought on where we are (User Rating: 1 )
by LadyDama on Wednesday, 19th March 2003 @ 01:42:22 PM AEST
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OH MY GOSH... i just remembered why you are one of my favorite poets here... this is absolutely AMAZING!!!... from the use of rhyme (i love the style with which you have written this poem) to the analogies of a rat and cat, to the meaning and ultimately the end result of standing free, even if it means hanging willingly from a tree... save a spot for me... i'm with you... this poem is truly a piece of art... awesome... blessings...


Re: a thought on where we are (User Rating: 1 )
by karoody on Wednesday, 19th March 2003 @ 03:23:22 PM AEST
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wonderful! so powerful, brought tears to my eyes, thinking of the terror we witness. i am with lady d, save a place for me on that tree!


Re: a thought on where we are (User Rating: 1 )
by spaceotter on Monday, 2nd June 2003 @ 08:19:39 AM AEST
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Beautiful write, you definetly have a way with words. You molded them like a potters clay in this piece.


Re: a thought on where we are (User Rating: 1 )
by Wrybod on Friday, 20th June 2003 @ 02:12:14 AM AEST
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Well written a good update on western society today. Thinking is changing. politicians are beginning to listen.

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