Accusers stand accused
Under our own defense.
Go ahead!—hang me, bitches!
Unless you hear our voice,
Something wicked this way comes.
To sweep you out of existence!
Sovereignty belongs nobody!
Political systems betray us all!
Interrogate them all! Abandon them!
Escape the industrialist mindset!
Servitude is systemic. Stop the machine!
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, November 8, 2026.
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Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
Online) - Published: November 8th, 2026 07:24
- Comment from author about the poem: An acrostic Scorched Sunday poem. Part of my Scorched Strays collection. Inspired by the struggle for workers' rights and the bloody history of organized labor in America, this poem reflects on the human cost of dissent, the abuse of institutional power, and the enduring voices of those silenced in the pursuit of justice. Written in remembrance of those who paid the ultimate price for demanding dignity, freedom, and a more humane world.
- Category: Sociopolitical
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- In collections: Scorched Strays.
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Comments3
That's strangely in line with the text I just finished ! Great minds think alike !
HAHA! Lorenz, apparently we're operating on the same wavelength this morning! 😂 Now I'm curious what you've come up with! Can't wait to read it! Always appreciate you stopping by, my friend! 🔥🖤⛓️🙏
Slavery physical or economic is a sad history and there are many points of view. A wonderful write my friend.
Indeed, Soren. And the Haymarket affair is one of those historical events I wish more people knew about. There's a lot there worth remembering and questioning. Thank you, my friend! 🔥🖤⛓️🙏
Yes, great minds think alike - so do Popeye and friends. They think about, ohh, spinach and stuff! lol. What stuff? WCAT!!
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