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A sociopolitical poem looking at societal systems and our interactions with them. |
I really wanted to write a poem And call it dickhead But I didn't want it to be too pompous Or indicative So here's a start of a tangent You can take it openhanded Or just toss it to the wayside And just leave it dead and stranded What's a good name to call Towards someone who's downright rude Who propagates absurdities Ignoring all other views Who labels you atrocities In the slightest opposition Who doesn't care of anything Except the binds of their tradition Let's just call them dickhead A rose by any other name I wouldn't say it's classy But it's really all the same We will blame any one For any single thing If our religion will conceive it There's no limit to what we'll sing Our sermons and our speeches Our inaugurations and impeachments They all cater to the mindsets That we have conjured through our legions We are a people set to factions Don't let the word unity fool you We are dickheads without regard Yet are the masters of impromptu We pull martyrs out of myths Scapegoat entire nations Pledge allegiance to a flag That has warred since its creation Then we populate a thought Just to indoctrinate a message A dickhead of a move That we just label a progression We have egos quite inflated An illustrious illusion Propagated from all channels No regulating this pollution All bastards of society In a modest proposal To see the ways of life aborted Only at someone else's disposal We cry victim when we're losing We cry conquest when we're strong We cry dickhead to the things To which we just don't get along Always causing a commotion Never letting any peace For when happiness is not exclusive We make it come deceased Your religions are absurd All the faith that you embrace The state of separation That has caused us all disgrace Every president and preacher Every system and institution That holds law above love and freedom Is just a dickhead revolution © GaratheDen © HeartOfBabel |