Anarchy
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Political expediency, greases the cogs of corporate greed, going beyond the realms of need, taking more than they should recieve, hoarding all they can to suffice, their money and material gluttony, taking too much without a care, never truly willing to share, this inequality is not fair but they say in a capitalist society, its…
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An opus of the meniacle A mechanical revolt within denial Of all types of kaleidoscopic styles Its truth and reality on trial Visionary aspects loom from the dark It’s creation igniting within a spark And everything rings out in a crescendo Shambolic ravages and innuendos Titanic struggles of the lesser classes While the rich and…
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Under the aurora borealis lays the kingdom of the antarctic, where life struggles now more than ever before, polar bears starve because of receding ice and food is harder to find and penguins and walruses combine to live on snowless, iceless rocks, to see starving polar bears dying is a shock, to anyone with a…
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Vote they say, but what’s the use, for politicians guilty of abuse of power, expenses and their taxes, liars all to speak exactly, self interested, pocket lining and self serving, not apparently noticing how we observe, their disgraceful acts of self importance, as politicians possessed with so much arrogance and ignorance, that they think the…
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Platitudes and attitudes thst have long been held need updating We see the world is moving on and it’s evolving and ever changing But the barbaric hating the wars and violence continue on All cheered and egged along by a crowd lost in hystria Sing farewells, slogans and anthems But this is not just something…
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Breaking out and breaking chains, breaking rules not playing games, looking to evolve and escape, from this hateful, toxic place. Flying high and soaring free, looking to question everything, seeking to change the way we live, finding spiritual imperitives, fundamental paradigm shifts, perspicaciousness that lifts, us up to higher frequencies of peace and love and…
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Why is life like a patchwork quilt Stiched together by our force of will, How comes the tales and stories Are written in ink by our quills, Speaking of how our inspirations live on still, No matter the hardships, of which we’ve had our fill. Yet mankind is stubborn and it does not give up…
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There is always hope believe me Beyond the veil dreams are inspiring In song and words we see poetic verse We reach our from all our pain and hurt Light shines in rays so opalescent Radiant and incandescent It bring a lump into the throat And causes tears to flow from eyes That moment so…

