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Author Name: FreeaRomnceHasFallen 2 Comments
Date Added: July 06, 2013 05:07:57 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Rhyming
Category: Rants/Venting Add To Favorites | Text Only
Working Class Zero

Frustration and confusion emanating

Motives and justification ruminating

A finger hastily selects another's requests

A pair of eyes diverting to bromidic behests


Knives pierce the flesh behind

Crawling toward another motive signed

Privacy is breached under a guise of trust

Rumors taking flight amid deceit and lust


Mindless drones accepting restitution

It's written in the code

Beaten behind the granite line

It's echoed in their ways


Endless vexes with no real solution

They're once bitten, never shy

Vapid behind the granite line

It's the wonder that stays


Multitudes of fools to satisfy

The most obsequious could not deny

An ear is open to the ones who fall in place

A foot is out the door with no one to chase


Stay in place or be chastised

Self suffice or never be apprised

It never moves so don't touch the machine

So breathe deeply and blend in to this scene


Reluctant servitude will never end

You're a slave to the code

Beaten behind the granite line

You'll never see a change


Reticent minds to infinitely tend

You're once bitten, never shy

Had enough behind the granite line

It's time to force a change


If you let them, they define you

Join the club or they malign you

If you let them, they invade you

Until you take all they forbade you


If you let them, they berate you

Kiss their feet or they bait you

If you let them, they control you

Until you're paid in full, they stole you

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Comment By: Freeleahlopez on July 8, 2013 05:43:26 PM Report

George Orwell 1984 screams out at me on this write. We mustn't weaken but stand our own ground. 

Nice write!



Comment By: Freenoah count on July 7, 2013 07:12:06 PM Report
As things go, you got to like the title first; as I do with the play on Lennon.  Societies are necessarily imperfect, and will not be made perfect by human endeavor.  Reducing the negative effects of policies, so that freedom can be expanded, would probably be a could starting point.  But then all those elitist, social engineers would be out of work.  Like your line.


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