Free Beings

humans are free beings

don't tread on me to

I tread where I please

the irreparable contradiction

of property rights and open borders

stake a claim yourself

and the angry mob wants to abuse it

but the irreparable contradiction

of commercial ease and national identity

the free beings want both

the individual and the collective,

the stability of government and

the uncertainty of liberty

and while the shades of anarchy

dream of pure statelessness,

the biology of self-preservation

and self-identity keeps telling

those dreamers that getting laid

is a lot easier when the world is

not such a fucked-up, chaotic place

the past polar opposites 

of godly capitalism 

and godless communism 

kept the people content

and producing heirs

strong government and

strong group identity and

strong leadership perception

are the intangibles of

human interactions

when the world is perceived

to be stable, the pants shall drop 

and the f*****g shall commence

anarchy and liberty are curbed by biology

the naturalistic fallacy does not exist

the evidence is civilization itself

collectivized, centralized civilization

is what occurred

and humankind developed

property rights along with

social programs and

opinions about those things

that many people just didn't

care to hear or investigate

tread where you need and

you don't get tread on and

that maxim is guaranteed

now more than ever before

to whatever level of magnification,

you're a prisoner of nature and

the design that came with it

free beings in a wide, open nature,

the unresolved contradiction that still 

functions quite well despite the human 

inability to crack it fully

absurdity is normalcy after all

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Rarely in my life. I have knew freedom. Most of us forgot freedom. Many kinds of prisons. Work, accepting less and living for the wrong things. I liked this poem. Make the reader think and ponder many things. Thank you Kenneth for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thank you so much.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.