We’re (Not) Free
Supposedly, we're all free
Blessed with the trait of will,
The option to make our own choices
But are we really?
At some point,
All of us are trapped
Caged in by circumstances we can't control
Sorrows we can never escape from
Events spiraling into chaos
Nothing we can do about them
Feeling weak, powerless
Like things will never change
As if the darkness will never dissipate
Is that really freedom?
I’d like to hold our thoughts
Is it wrong...
to want this Independence
and long to be possessed?
to be Part
of a World-in-progress to
halve the Self ’n seal it up
tight without
sliver of doubt in between
clouding things that scream
as obscene
like poverty of can do spirit
and lack of naked gratitude
for insight
into please and to welcome
in tangible good nights
across the darkness
of our countrysides strangely
familiar, dependent, yet free
#theanarchyofbeingfree #challenge
Anarchy
A state of disorder
The lack of authority.
Anarchy.
Madness.
They call it freedom
But it's a terror.
That lack of control.
The destruction of our world.
Rules exist
We think them a prison.
And perhaps they are.
But not ours.
They keep the monsters at bay.
A world of chaos
Collapses on itself
Armageddon.
We cannot survive
In a world so truly free.
Unsupervised
Second grade was free and unruly.
Accustomed to my teacher’s absense
For a mysterious illness or suspicious injury,
We ran amuck and terrorized subs.
Peyton got six concussions that year
But that wasn’t why he couldn’t read.
Sub after sub would quit on our class
Before recess when they entered the eye
Before Ms. Burkhart’s hurricane finished them.
Some kids would refuse to do anything,
While others wouldn’t even come to class.
I remember the power outage
After a kid’s tantrum destroyed the electrical box.
The sub got locked out of the room,
And gave up on us, and cried.
Freedom
You shoved me off a boat with a smile.
I laughed and dragged you in with me.
Somebody was frowning at us,
and the counselor was telling us to behave.
We didn’t care.
I had an abandoned beer can kozy
tucked into my pocket
and you were holding the wrapper
of a storebought ham sandwich
you had seen floating.
The sun was warm,
the water was cool;
we closed our eyes
and just floated,
free.
Along the Way
Along the Way I met a man
With winsome eyes and merry song
Who, offering a friendly hand,
Said, “walk with me, the road is long”.
My heart fast won, I followed him
And gladly took a warming flask.
The evening light was growing dim
And for his name I did not ask.
Encountering a forest dark,
He turned and led me through the trees.
Commandments mother bade me mark
I broke to feel that I was free.
Young traveller, now passing through,
Observe my ghostly servitude.
My bloody end I pray you’ll see
And think not wisdom tyranny.
Freedom in Nude
I was afraid of myself
of my body
of expressing myself
and my worth.
I was afraid of my potential
of my ideals
of the essentials
and my care.
But I wanted to break free
needed it
craved it
i wanted to prove myself to others
so for my project i decided
to go nude
nude leotard
i put paint on my body and my leotard
to paint myself
into a beautiful canvas
i could be proud of.
Did it work?
A little.
I'm still here today.
But I know that I can show myself to the world
alive
breathing
Anarchy for All
The men in the high towers from the birth of states,
Proclaim that anarchy is lawlessness and chaos!
That they are needed so that men,
Do not rip each other in blood and madness.
Yet when they have power it is anything but law and order for all people,
There is only the might of the state and its iron first that delivers
The will of moneyed men.
To end with tyrants and their lackeys,
Who rule by might and coin.
Rise up common man,
Off with your weighty chains.
For we are the many and they are the few.
False Authority
I chuckle in disbelief
How have we lost track of what we are?
Made-up titles
Made-up life
pointless laws
and endless fights.
Where do you place yourself inside this domain?
you put your head up your ass
Tell me from what to abstain
Do you have any reason?
Any logic?
Any point?
I didn’t think so
So I’m smoking a joint.