IndependenceA Poem by HeWhoJivesI am told that the tree of liberty must be refreshed From time to time With the blood of patriots and tyrants The trouble is i'm no long sure who the tyrants are And i am not a patriot How would jefferson have me bleed Washington would have me believe That every post is honorable in which a man Can serve his country I recognize no country Were i such a person i would ask Are men my only comrades Is every post a woman fills not also honorable Where is the child's honor What honor is left for the non-binary In this rigid realm In which there is deference to carnage Where is the adulation for tranquility I have never known A soldier for peace Franklin has urged me to light candles Rather than cursing the darkness How now am i to find a candle When all its components are patented The product sealed away Who will lend me light for my search Is this capitalism A father reminds me often that the right to freedom Is the gift of god almighty But his servants would bind me This is a christian nation, they cry Outraged, outrageously Would that adams had brought truth And not allowances I will not carry the burden Of that debt Nor the shackles of gratitude My freedom is my own An ultimatum is offered Liberty or death Henry, you will find me ill-mannered In the face of manufactured options There can be no emancipation for our souls Atop the graves of the out-gunned Nor will freedom be found amongst the enslaved What kind of independence is there Betwixt the coerced and the deceived Our american dream has turned nightmare For all those who explore their own consciousness For those who do not love between the lines How is it that liberty lies in the imprisonment Of dissenters to power How can children of liberty So readily hinder the efforts of those Who bleed for their autonomy © 2013 HeWhoJives |
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