Ritualistic Drawing

I was drawing in class one day,
When I was supposed to be listening-
-to the lies, about how our country was the best.
I was sleeping on my desk one day,
When I was supposed to be "pledging my allegiance"
To a gag flag
Made in China by the working class,
Who could really use a rest.
I was sent up to the principals office one day,
Because I asked to know more about the genocide of part of my family,
And questioned why slavery was not mentioned
On all our tests.
I was 'back-talking' and 'being disrespectful' one day,
When they were shitting grins at cold war propaganda:
"Yes, children- we have it better than the 3'rd world. They aren't COMPLETELY FREE,".
I was 14 when I illegally gave up on the system one day...
-illegal because, hey;
My underage opinion isn't worth that of an adult's,
My facts are fiction, over-imaginative confabulations are the results.
My mind is to be 'molded' by anecdotal authorities,
I am to be brainwashed while listening to them and watching T.V.
I am the dullest utensil, not a reinforced pencil,
But a sharpie marker, my words and thoughts cannot be
Simply erased,
I'm a bit special, a bit non-conformist, a bit weird-
I'm easily cased,
I wear different clothes than you, I speak like I want to.
F**k you dude, get a clue-
That I'm not gonna change,
Or be made
Into some commercialist conformity,
To be laid to rest after I got none,
With the best,
In the graveyard of automatons,
To be cycled
Through the grinding gears and inner workings of appearing free,
The best control is a sense of security, but secretly,
 -I love liberty;
The pursuit of freedom and happiness appeals
But how can you persevere in a 9-5 wheel?
While the children of America eat nothing or Happy Meals?
While millions of kids have voices but no right to freedom of speech?
While us stereotypical teens weren't allowed to vote,
The new commander in chief is busy Tweeting leaks,
It makes my stomach turn in disbelief...
At least they got a head start after generations of illegal kief
Ritualistic pens on ritualistic arms,
They asked if I think we should have the right to bear arms
I guess they wanted a "yes" to the question
I never really asked why? Was it a lesson?
Land of the homeless, Home of the drone,
Rather ditch b***h school, only the rich go to rich school,
-and go it alone.

Reviews

[alienated.aquarius]

'land of the homeless, home of the drone,' what a powerful line! feelings of being disregarded and ignored are screaming through this, our country is not kind to others, we would rather build a wall than a longer table for everyone. well done

[Indra's Child]

Thank you so much for your review! I really appreciate it.
Boop boop
~Lm