In order to fix what is broken
You must break what works
Give Charon his token
Social change near by lurks
To the butcher go the sheep
They do just what you say
Cut their throats while they sleep
Old bandits throw away
If the dog barks warning
Put a bullet in his brain
When the cock crows in the morning
Wash his blood down the drain
Inject them with fantasy
Fill them with fear
Smoke and mirrors, can't I see?
The end is growing near
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Offline) - Published: July 6th, 2022 09:15
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Comments1
This poem is very deep and dark, yet a little disturbing. Soren, Your poem explores the themes of destruction and transformation as prerequisites for social change, suggesting that dismantling existing structures, even functional ones, is necessary to address societal issues. The imagery of violence and sacrifice represents the harsh realities of change and the moral ambiguities involved in challenging the status quo. References to mythological figures like Charon, the ferryman of the dead, and the butcher evoke a sense of inevitability and darkness surrounding the process of change.
Thanks so much for the read and comment yes this is a dark poem for a dark saturation.
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