Custom the power stripped
Severing shackles of prisoners in lawful arrest
To rule the capitol of Babylon
And at a distance apart from the bars keeping our civil war at bay
In case instead we may
Dream and dream and dream.
Bending knee to lay hips on the ground
Crumbling like the walls of Jericho
Body bruising far too easily
These uniforms chafe.
Adequate behavior does us no favors
When suddenly security extends to your own
And no longer does it matter whether we have a thought of our own
Or so long as it makes no sense.
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Author:
coracaodacripta (
Offline) - Published: April 10th, 2025 11:09
- Category: Letter
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Comments2
A poem of protest this is powerful in its message. Nicely worded it speaks for the masses. Well done
A passionate write encapsulating the state of affairs in the modern world, nicely expressed and written
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