Anarchy

Anarchy never to be

Never to set forth denied by me

People will always pick up where they left off

Reassemble, sewn together like a battered piece of cloth

For they fear any revolutionary change

A world of chaos, no law, something strange

Just like any good flock of sheep

They need a herder, someone to lull them to sleep

They need their government with an abundance of laws

Someone to point fingers, make notice of flaws

It’s hard to own up to your own actions

Hence forth the need for police distraction

But anarchic never to be

Just a heathenish word spoken by me.

by, Puke

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3 thoughts on “Anarchy

  1. “People will always pick up where they left off

    Reassemble, sewn together like a battered piece of cloth”

    Oh, Jeez. Is that true? I think it might be true. But aside from the dreary state it describes, it is a certainly a great line of poetry. I have not heard the feebleness of humanity described in such a way before.

  2. You have such a natural affinity with words and express yourself so well Puke. I am a devoted fan of your work. You have found your vocation!!!!!!!

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