Huzzah the activist!
The liberty liberator
The free thinking agitator
The great truth orator
Listen, listen to his words
So full of empassioned feeling
Of a hard done by world
That's lost all meaning
And is left unheard
Of an angry crowd
Out in the cold
Controlled by fat cats
Who shape and mould
Huzzah the activist
The changer of worlds
The individuator
And saviour of souls
Never realising
that he still conforms
To a way of thinking
That's system borne
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Author:
Saxon Crow (
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If only that could happen and the world could be come the wonderful place it could be SC.
Andy
The cycle of politics, destined for failure and re-birth.
This, and similarly insightful texts
is what should be on school curriculums,
wording the hypocrisy of the world
in a relatable and accessible manner
so those young enough
to heed its meaning
and avoid previous generations
pitfalls
can benefit, the most!
rest of us, too old to do anything but just grunt
nod, our apathetical frustrations
and waste
your poetry's:
'call to arms', for change
change
change! starting from within..
(what this last few decades have done
to traumatise people, to the word
'Activist', is unforgivable
when you think ahead, and wonder
who now
would dare, frontline a revolution...?)
fck'ng stopping traffic and preventing everyday, trodden-on
hard working people
from getting, to their lifeline jobs
and calling it 'activism'
or that most
poisonously abject of terms: 'creating awareness',
those self-indulgent morons!
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