The Illusions of Progress

Not left vs. Right, but hate vs love

Those who think they hold us to heel

When they bask in the light of our hallucination

Think control will keep at bay what’s real

By manipulating parties, media and nation.

But illusion has captured them as well.

Decades passed and truth repressed

Leave them under the deceiving spell

Of fleeting power with no regress

We know that truth has no party here

Where success finds only the greedy few

Perpetuating facades and grinding gears

Which cause such pain and crush the new

But the power lies in the peoples’ hands

Which build the pedestals from which greed falls

And demand control throughout the lands

In hopes their pride will conquer all

In our hopeless desire for personal glory

We ignore the love we owe each other

And leave the selfish to write our story

Forgetting each man is our brother

This freedom that we feel together

Manifests itself between us now

If we heed its virtuous call to weather

The trials our fate can’t disavow:

Cast off illusion from your mind!

Cast off your party: left and right

More powerful than a memory’s bind

Is present freedom’s eternal light

Destiny makes this our cause

Against loves’ division by selfish hate

So we can walk as one: free of laws

And live together without the state

Reviews

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

I fail to understand the reasoning behind left vs right and why there are political parties as well. Excuse my french, but it seems like every party in some way has managed to f**k us over big time. Only in a perfect world, a world without politics like this. Awesome write.

[N.A.Truman]

When it comes to political parties there are the wolves, and wolves in sheep's clothing. I may be too old and cynical to do justice to your inspiring rhetoric, but it seems a sincere cry for harmony, and that's something we always seem to be lacking.

[SkinlessFrank]

Not anarchy, no. Just honesty and good faith. A utopian vision.

[nostal]

Well-spoken.
RON PAUL 2012.

[The They]

I wouldn't call myself an anarchist... and certainly not a marxist.

[Words of Thunder]

It's an anarchist cry, that's for sure. It's a fair indictment of the current system, but the solution doesn't sit well with me.

Poetry-wise, it reminds me of myself in places, which may be why the incongruities with my own beliefs are more jarring.

I find it odd that you couch an anarchist message in Marxist rhetoric. The structured nature of Marxism - and the structured nature of your verse - fly in the face of anarchy. The contradiction intrigues me...