An Outcry *Revised*

My extended and structured version.

Turn off the lights the time has come

Destroy the alarm and beat the drum

Ring, ring, ring-ring or a rooster's crow?

Dismantle the cage;let nature go.

Erect a glowing box and view

Worship the new glowing god you grew

Glowing greasy they turn the gears

Tearing 'n Gnashing out the frontier years

Overseas-rhythm faded heart

Frozen useless debris in a mine cart

Stomping skulls, shaved prints, ears bleeding

Pierced eyes, burned nostrils, tongues for feeding

'Til their pockets are ripe enough

Their pockets are never ripe enough.

Our escape follows refusal;

Our refusal of the Light Bringers.

Let me live the way I want to

Let the later become the now

I can work hard but not for you

I will not allow them to allow.

Reviews

[Rene Velez]

great visuals, the wordplay is exceptional, I like your style and concept for this poem..