July 8, 2008 at 18:06:05

Are there any politically engaged poets out there?

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I don't really expect you to understand. What the last taste of freedom is. You would first need to have experienced freedom. And you never did. No one has ever tasted freedom. Because you can only realise. What freedom is. The day you lose it. What most people don't understand. Is how easy it is to lose freedom. That it can happen on any day at any time. So fast, you will never know what you had. But then you will get into this reality. You will understand what freedom is. And from now on. Only in your mind will freedom ever exist. I don't expect you to understand. It is such a complicated thing. And yet such a basic thing. Freedom, this is all we are all about. I don't expect you to understand. I don't even understand why. Why such a concept can be so meaningless to you. Then again, you have never lived before. I do not have to worry though. You will one day understand that concept. You will one day only live for that concept. It will then only be in your mind, it will be your escape. The last taste of freedom. Is already past. No more will there ever be such an idea. But in our minds. I don't really expect you to understand. What the last taste of freedom is. You would first need to have experienced freedom. And you never did. But you are about to. And soon thereafter. It will be gone forever. Only if you let go, so don't.

One way or another, we will be free

For a second there. You really thought. You could stop me. By charging me. With all but nothing. Just invention. Just like it is. When living. Under such tyranny. At that last second. You wondered. What am I thinking? Do I really want to go through with this? Make such a precedent? Enter this world. Where one simple thought. Can become such a danger. That it needs to be declared guilty by trial? And sent to prison for eternity? Might as well admit it then. What you truly are. As the prosecution. The almighty. Thought police. Which will bring order. A new order. A new world order. Of the such. Never seen before. There are only two ways a trial can crack. Either I change my plea from not guilty to guilty. Or you drop the case. Offering no evidence. Somehow you always wait till the very last second. Before the trial starts. Hoping I will change my plea to guilty. But you don't understand. You will never understand. Freedom cannot be negotiated. Rights cannot be negotiated. It leads to civil war. And you better believe it. We are ready for that. No matter how ready you think you are. You are not. History tells us that much. Humanity always prevails. Just push it a little bit further. And see what happens. You believe I am on trial. Humanity is on trial. And humanity cannot plead guilty. Humanity can only be right. There was only one way this trial would crack. It was for you to come forward. And admit that there was no evidence against humanity. You might have hurt me in the process. You might have hurt humanity in the process. It remains that. I am not guilty. Humanity is not guilty. We never were to begin with. You are guilty. And you will pay. Time to celebrate! It is a cracked trial! This is a new day! I am free! You are free! We are all free! Let's enjoy life! Let's enjoy freedom! The very one we thought we lost. We will never lose freedom. Because it can only lead to a cracked trial. If not then. It's called a civil war. One way or another. We will be free. Just push it a little bit further. And see what happens. One way or another. We will be free.

How desperate we are

Please. Let me move aside. So I do not stop your great ascension to the top. So you can get all that you truly always wanted. So you can have all the power ever to be. So you can become as rich as you always dreamt of. I was not aware. I did not understand up until now. I don't know what I was doing. I was in the way. I was stopping you. I was a threat. I had not realised how desperate you were. To be honest. I don't really care. You are quite welcome to be as desperate as you want. But when this ascension to the top. Is made at my expense and suffering. It is. When I have to get in the way. When I have to stop you. When I have to become a threat. When I have to destroy you. I am well aware now. I do understand. I know what I am doing. I am in the way. I will stop you. I am a threat. I will destroy you. I understand how desperate you are. Somehow. I don't think you are fit for this. I don't think you should get to the top. I think you are one of the worst kinds. That if you get there. We will all suffer for eternity. There will be a war. It will end in bloodshed. That is how desperate you are. And that is why. I need to be as desperate as you are. In preventing you. From amounting to anything. I think this city is looking for street cleaners. I think it would suit you very well. This is how desperate you are. To reach the top. This is how desperate I am. To prevent you from reaching it. Power should never be given. To the ones who want it. Power should be given to the ones. Who never request it. Power should be given to the ones. Who most deserve it. Then no one should stand in their way. This is how desperate we are.

I am an American, no longer

Hoopely dih doh dah. I just don't know who I am anymore. Everything that I have always been about. Has just been re-written. For the better or the worst. Am I liberty re-incarnated? Am I total freedom as I used to be? Am I all about making sure. The people who govern me. Will not turn my life into misery? Or have I just been. Played for a fool? Hoopely dih doh dah. I just don't know anymore. As overnight. It just turned out. That I am a criminal. When in the old days. I would just have been qualified. As a citizen. Time changes! Oh they do. It is so sad. And yet. I have no excuse. Because I let it happened. I didn't say a word. I did not even realise. It was happening. Hoopely dih doh dah. America is gone. I don't really care. Because I never thought it could happen. And now it has happen. And there's nothing I can do. It was great while it lasted. The only country in the world. Where freedom meant something. Now it is all gone. And nowhere on this planet. Will freedom ever mean anything. Ever again. Hoopely dih doh dah. It was something huge. It was something great. Whilst it lasted. Now it is all gone. And I can only cry. Hoopely dih doh dah. America used to be something. Now it is gone. There is no more hope. There is no more land of freedom. There is no more promised land. We are all doomed! I used to be an American. I can no longer afford to be. I am now just a human being. Struggling to survive. In this merciless world. Hoopely dih doh dah. I am an American. No longer. Hoopely dih doh dah...

One More Rule

I'm full. So full of bullshit. I don't know where to start anymore. I have so much to say. To denounce. To bang your head with. All that is wrong with you. With all that you do. Where do I start? There is no structure! The more structure you feel there is. The more chaos there is. More rules and regulations! More laws! More of just about everything! Can only lead. To utter destruction. As we're going completely wild. In the background. Trying to figure out. What this life is all about. Where do I start? One more rule. And I swear. I'll just break everything around here. Is this it then? Is this the only way out? Do we have to be Crowned Anarchists. Rejecting just about everything. In order to have a pretend existence? And have a chance to freedom and happiness? Is this what it takes? While you are incapable to stop. Making more rules? And turn them into laws? Are you the only blind man on this planet. Incapable of seeing the chaos you bring us? Where do I start? One more rule. And I swear. I'll just smash everything around here. Enforcing that law is where it begins. It is one thing to write stupid laws. That no one wants. It is another to enforce them. To such an extreme. It becomes meaningless. It makes you question existence. And if it is worth it at all. To even be alive in this world. None of us are criminals. The logical conclusion is. You must be a criminal. Where do I start? You say I cannot go out? I say I can and I will. You say I cannot do this? I say I will do this no matter what. It is forbidden to do this. I say it is natural and I will do it. You say I will pay for the consequences. No I won't! Because you will understand. How futile all of these rules are. And that no one in their right mind. Could follow any of them. You're neurotic! You're a freak! Where do I start? One more rule. And I swear. I'll just shatter everything around here. Why don't you just leave us alone? Why don't you just let us breathe? Why don't you just get out of here. And never come back? No one asked you to be here. No one wants you here. All those rules and regulations. None of us wanted them. Why do you even exist? Is there a need for you around here? Because no one can see that need. What you do for a living. Is useless. It is not required. Once you're gone. We will all cheer. No matter how you ended up there in the first place. So why don't you just retire? Where do I start? One more rule. And I swear. I'll just destroy everything around here. One more rule. One more regulation. And I might just go totally berserk. And kill just about everyone around me. And I feel I am but one. Amongst millions who feel the same. So back off! Start un-ruling! Start un-regulating! Before it is too late! Before it get's out of control! Before we start committing suicide! So. Where do you start? One more rule. And I swear. I will shoot you! I don't need more rules. I need to live!

No righteous people ever

They come from everywhere. Right out of nowhere. Right in the middle of the night. All those righteous people. Who know everything. Who know best. Who will tell you all that is right. And all that is wrong. Oh yes, they will be convincing. They know the truth and all of it. They will tell you what is evil and what is not. They know everything. Or so it seems. I am sorry. But there are no such people. No righteous people. No one who knows the truth. Who can tell me what to do. What is right and what is wrong. I am sorry. There is only me. You will not confuse the issue. You are as lost as I am. You may even be more lost than I am. I cannot take the chance. Better ignore you altogether. No righteous people ever. That is my philosophy. How did you ever get to the point. Of believing that you were so righteous? That you detain all the truth about this world? I don't know. I don't know how it would be possible. I don't know how you could believe it possible. I just know that I need to be wary. Move away from you. Let you continue on your self righteous path. Without involving me at all. We are not on the same mission to the truth. As I have found no trace of your truth anywhere. You are lost. Just as I am. And so, I'm afraid. I better ignore you. No matter what. There is no such thing as. Righteous people. There is but only me.

No truth anywhere

Typical. That as soon as I find some sort of truth. Which I feel might be the truth. It is instantly destroyed. By some other devious truth. Coming from nowhere. Will I ever find any kind of truth in this world? I wonder. Perhaps it is just not possible. Forever condemned to never find any truth. In anything. Because everything is so distorted. So manipulated. So out of this world. That simply no truth will ever come to be. Why should I even care? Who cares for any kind of truth? Do we need it in order to survive? Could we not somehow just be happy. In our ignorance? I wonder. I had enough of any kind of truth. Any religion or philosophy of life. No matter how powerful it seems. How right it feels. I had enough! I need peace! I need total emptiness! Not thinking anymore. Vegetative state. Contemplative state. Perhaps then some answers will come. I had enough! The truth is. I only wish to live in peace. I just need to live in absolute freedom. Have the total liberty. To do nothing. To think nothing. To believe nothing. That is all I ask. So thank you for your truth. However. I couldn't care less. I am totally free. To think whatever I want. To do whatever I want. Whenever I want. And I will. That is the only truth. Worth considering. There is no truth to be found anywhere. I know that now. I am free from any truth. I am totally free from you. I am free! Because we are all ignorant. There is no truth anywhere. So. I will free myself from any truth. I will free myself from any of you. I am free!

From such a place to speak

From such a high place. Reached suddenly overnight. To speak anything. And the world will hear. What then. One should say? Drinking all night? Being forever a zombie at work? Living more in one's head. Than in any sort of reality? From such a place to speak. Should not be wasted. Knowledge of what. Is really going on. Is required. Intelligence is compulsory. To get any message across. In ways. Which are not seen as threats. And yet. Are the seed of revolution. From such a place to speak. So far reaching. To be heard worldwide. That the smallest detail. Of one's life. Becomes public knowledge. So instantly. Is one big missed opportunity. To make yourself a target. And be destroyed. From such a place to speak. One should speak. Suffer the consequences. Until the next one speaks. From a high place. And the next one. Until we all speak in unison. From any place. Even from such low places. Until we take control. Of our existence. Until we take control. Of existence. One, after all. Can only speak. From his or her station. So speak. Make yourself heard. Take action. And make it happen. Never have such words. Been so important. As today. We are used to live in the past. It is happening right now. And forever happening. Again and again and again. And will forever happen. Never grow to be complacent. If you had the chance. To speak. And didn't. Well. To history. You will mean nothing. History will even wonder. Where you even aware? Perhaps even guilty? Or completely blind? And a fool? From such a place to speak. You do need to speak. And find a way. To be heard. And find a way. To operate a change of power. And find a way. To make it happen. It all starts with. Speaking it all out loud. So speak! And make it happen!

You just don't care, you have to go

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