anarchy
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We battle our masters
with laughter that shatters
the perception of contrasting stature.
A giggle is a stave through the heart of catastrouphy.
But we hide behined tears,
Much is wrong with our society,
Treating people like scum,
This causes some to turn to anarchy,
But choas without purpose is dumb.
We all have a lesson to learn,
Unity is the way to peace,
Nothing is free In the grand scheme of things.
But I want your lies tonight.
Broken men have broken courage it's broken
and miss construed.
And I myself am broken.
So let me have your lies
like glue
Oh lord,
Shatter my heart through
The barbed wire fence
That embodies my logic
And philosophy.
Let my heart be an open wound,
Let it feel the laceration
That is the result of your truths.
There is a stupidity in this world.
It drifts from person to person
And it lingers in crowds.
It is subtle but so widely stretched
It encompasses the whole of humanity.
At the end of all things.
There is a grand scheme.
No body gets to be happy.
If you are, you bought the lie.
Take your poison, choose the flavor.
Each shot will kill you none the less.
It's been said before by many and few but among them this quote reigns true it's me against the world and the world is winning, it's become so cold no one has the strength to be bold, it's a world where people are told what not to be and what not
Good boy. Give them your life.
Nothing will be done for you,
For no one cares.
They take your good nature,
And they twist it to labor
They use you.
You are a strong back with hands and arms.
We worship You
The white walls, with marble pillars.
These alters we construct on our school grounds.
We have sacrificed our kids to be Your gladiators.
And you shower us with blessings.
It sucks to suck.
It sucks we all suck.
Suck it! I guess it's useless.
There aren't many people who are a real.
I ain't talking about a the trend of being real,
I mean really real.
As I sat in my chair one evening fair, with my family sitting there without a care.
I heard a blare from Satan's layer, to come and snare my right to heir.
My family heard it too, what to do? is this a demon come for you?
Farm these bodys, and harvest these men!
We are a nation of tax producing hens.
Free in this pen, the field hides our fence.
The illusion of choice makes us feel human.
I spun a web from death bead threads.
those dreaded ends of sheets to shreds.
If you see the way that I am going,
My friend you must know where I went.
What good are the "spacious skies,"
what good are the "amber waves,"
what good is the "purple mountain majesty"
when we cannot enjoy them,
when we are impounded, confined
in the Prison of Capital?
She's suicidal,
Finally done,
Looking up to their idols,
Chest feels like a ton,
Slowly losing vitals,
It's no longer fun,
The endless cycle.
She's not the only one,
All this education,
and we were never taught to love ourselves.
Our knowledge was, instead, forced to be something else.
Created in classrooms, within white walls.
Morning bells boom betwixt lofting ashes and
Unsheathed blokes razing the town;
Pirates about pillaging and raping
As they please;
Militia have fled the town.
Morning bells strike as the hanging and
I like the feeling of not doing what I'm supposed to do
I like the thrill of running from what is good for me
Coincidence is beauty
But when we make it it's just fate
And when we think it's random,
any standing structure, they throw on gas
setting it ablaze and melting the brass
on fear and freedom these fires do insist
and further the plight of the anarchist
collapsing On top and rising below
Don't wear an upside down smile
No matter what your life is worth while
Take it from me, I lost my daddy
But I refuse to let that terminate me
Yes I miss him
Yes it hurts
Freedom, what a word.
It is so obsorb.
Freedom in a filter, perhaps so.
Some however, will not let the filter go.
Afraid to let the scars show,
Afraid to be less then pro.
That by Israel, the Palestine are the True Chosen,
And that the Chosen be the Devil's Synagogue.
And as that, Anarchy is Order; & Leadership is Chaos.
Welcome to America,
I said and truly meant.
I hope you'll find it lovely here,
We have no government.
There's no government
There's no rules
There's no one to tell me
I have to go to school
There's no government
The laws don't count this week
I can park from here to corner
When confusion sets
And you lose your bets
The world blinks in stone;
When guardians fail
And morals pale
You think you're all alone.
When leaders fall
And sickness crawls
The idea of no government
An idea seen as insane
Human nature prevents the absence of government
For humans tend to seek power
But how can one individual have more power than another
If we all are equals
