Lifelong contrition poisoning wholesome mirth,

Birthing biting provocations of embaressment.

Nascently I sob. But feel:

"Stomp this lamentation under heel!

Non, je ne regrette rien!"

Confess, to commence life again!

I came here expecting competitions

"How hard can it be?"

Then I saw lots of wonderful literature

"This is pretty cool actually"

You guys are pretty cool you know

"I've put you all in a poem!"

So even if I don't win any cash or competition

"Here I am, appreciation showin'!"

Thanks guys. X

Independence is a lie. No man is an island, but Man is parochial. He wants. Always. 

Independence is a concept sold to us by our sophistic masters so that we can wave our flags, eat our bread, be entertained by our circuses. Man will build nations, so he has followers to perpetuate God in His image. Do not be tricked by the humble, for, they will inherit the earth - only to transform into their hypocritical masters!

 Independence is saying 'we are against them'. It is a nefarious continuation of divide and rule. If man's communities become too convivial, too cooperative, on the verge of blurring the barriers between 'us and them', it's time for Independence! Our masters tell us: "Fight for Independence! Destroy your fellow man on account of his arbitrary differences due to accident of birth! Fight for independence to be ruled by me, not them! My bread is more fresh! My circus has more animals!" 

We welcome, you, alien invaders, to be our new rulers, to harbour co-dependance. We have repeated our history over and over. We know it yet we don't change it, for we are too long infected. We kill, rape, lie and dishonour one another on the account of the sins of our fathers. Rule us, alien overlords - rule humanely - but not as humans do! Help us rebuild Babel through aggressive peace, longevity in life and permanent love for one another, everlasting. Save our planet, save us from the lie of independence!