Our Salvation
Dazed and confused
With wondering eye.
Fires alight, inside their minds.
To look upon unspeakable treachery,
Sewn from ivory towers.
By day, by night.
Oligarchs and aristocrats, unsavory powers.
We fight. We fight!
Illusion crafted of contemptuous divide.
Friends versus another
is how the ruling class presides.
For apart, our might is few.
But people United finds strength anew.
Though chaos is what rulers desire,
Their armies stand ready to quell pitchforks and fire.
Violence only begets more violence.
The one thing they truly fear is civil defiance.
For the one thing that truly defeats a tyrant,
Is the one thing they are most incapable of.....
Love.
~ 2020
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