Freedom

in #poetry8 years ago

Freedom

Is that what it's called
At this my last breath
some fantastic lover
some god given death

at least i'm still coherent
or predictably insane
to look at the present
millions screaming for justice
billions just clinging to life
who even knows why
redundant and ridiculous
why do i care
why does anyone
we're enslaved by our neighbors
they're enslaved by us
it's a grotesque
slow motion
genocide

specicide

how delightful
how sarcastically quaint
how violently predictable
how we are what we ain't

Sometimes I hate humans
Though I love Humankind
Such remarkable creatures
Such a wasted mind

Enslaved
is not
far fetched

We are
you know
wage slaves

working for
that FRN
cradles to graves

Stop paying your taxes
Stop paying your dues
stop grinding your axes
stop wearing your shoes

this is stupid
illiterate
even if you can't read
absolute horseshit

There is life to enjoy
just no more life to steal

regroup
rethink
redesign
refrain

from being

an asshole

be

Humankind

live

let live

exercise your freedom