Shake down.
Temperature at boiling point
People had enough.
Tired of your excuses
Tired of all your stuff.
Shocked at your excesses.
Being taken for a ride.
Things are gonna change
The turning of the tide.
From your castles and your mansions
Always looking down.
When the people come together.
They'll one day shake you down.
You taught us to accept
The way it’s always been
If we are all born equal.
Why are you supreme?
Addressed by pseudo titles
Bureaucracy on high.
Sword and banners waving
While our sons went to die.
Liars and adulterers.
You never looked our way
You’re trying to appease us.
One day you’re gonna pay.
You ‘ve kept the tiger in its cage.
You ‘ve kept it in your zoo.
If someone leaves the doors unlocked.
It’s coming after you.
You’ve got yourself a system.
A game played by your rules.
People getting wise now.
You’ve taken us for fools.
Wealth plundered by your father’s
From far off foreign lands.
The blood of our descendants.
You wash it from your hands.
Nothing is impossible
Your flunkies have their aims.
Their motives purely selfish
Their loyalties can change.
Poverty’s not a blessing
Nor paucity a crime
It’s not a gate to glory.
When you ‘ve gone and had your time.
Who cares about hereafter.
When you’re trying to live today.
The people need a shakedown
They’ll shake it down one day.
You’ve taught it in your churches
Taught people to be tribal.
Your lies and deception
Your version of the bible.
The whole things gone on far too long
The way things are a mess.
It’s time for you to right the wrongs
Pay for your excess.
One day we’ll shake it down.
One day we’re gonna break it down
People voting with their feet.
Really shake the world, people taking to the street.
The odds will soon be even.
Give everyone a chance.
We're going to shake you down one day.
You 'll do our shake down dance.
- Author: Chris Duffy ( Offline)
- Published: August 8th, 2021 08:03
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Comments2
Good for you,Chris. That's what poetry should be about!!
At one time I thought the ‘inevitability of gradualism’ would be the way it would go, and indeed it has but in totally the wrong direction with no end in sight.
'Brave write.
'Who cares about hereafter.
When you’re trying to live today.'
'Taught people to be tribal.
Your lies and deception
Your version of the bible.'
'The way things are a mess.
It’s time for you to right the wrongs
Pay for your excess.'
(wonderfully defiant words! although
while I relate to the fervour
and measured, choice wording
of your write, sadly I can not agree
with its Anarchist themes,
Royalty or Representatives
of the General public - were first chosen
and elevated, to their position of influence
because: We the minority Needed them;
we 'Burdened' the first elected few Individuals
who realised, similar positions of Authority
to Help ourselves, because
without a Symbolic final Voice to insure
all our disputes and misunderstandings
ranging, from the minor to the major
can be Judged, with some level of impartiality
our supposed 'Society', will once more
devolve
into the chaos of the middle ages
where the Might of a single individual
or Gangs of people, who come together
for greed or vengeance, will
undoubtedly Rule over
the majority, peace craving physically 'weaker' citizens.
Do not ever be mistaken
that is all that Anarchy: Promises and will bring
that is what awaits us, if we knowingly demolish
what Semblance of Civility and common Decency
we still have in our society;
you need only witness, all the looting and menace
people randomly act-out, upon their own
neighbourhoods and fellow downtrodden
when giving the excuse of a large rally or march!
No, dear insightful poet
only by choosing the more accomplished
and experienced members of our society
to represent and uphold
those common Agreed-Upon, pillars and foundations
to Humanity's Civility, can we maintain
our essential capacity to govern ourselves
and we must never allow, our blinkered view
of Today's Struggles
to persuade us of an Alternative Mirage.
Instead, we must once again
take that Responsibility: to insure
only the very Best and Humble members
of our society, go-on
to realise positions of influence and authority.
If we can not, find a way to do this
then all our other actions, to instigate
and achieve, meaningful Change, will be worthless
for - like now
we will have no way, to insure we can Sustain
those changes and Verify - continually
those new changes, don't Regress
back to the ways, that constituted
our need for change: to begin with!
Like Trump, the Royals
are a nice scapegoat
for us to envisage lynching and plundering
but have you seen those French, across the pond
did anything meaningfully permanent, get achieved
by barbarically murdering thousands
of the supposed elite or royals?
Apart from momentary self-gratification
that is...)
thank you! for sharing
such a wonderfully worded poetic read, dear poet
and for inspiring, my little scribbled reply
please, forgive me
if you find my response in any way rude.
and one last point, if you permit me
is that, I too 100% agree
if we want to put a finger, on the moment
any thread of self-limitation and restraint
was removed from those empowered
to govern in the name of a civil society
we need look no further
than Henry the Eight's, comprehensively vile acts
of Pure selfishness and barbaric chauvinism
just, so that he can 'sire a son';
when in actuality, he gave birth
to one of History's greatest: Queens...
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