“The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn’t exist”

The system’s sus, I’ve heard it said;
me thinks it ‘twas in a book I read.
Though I’m in it most of the time
I think oft times it is a crime;
a heartless, soulless bureaucracy
decides the fate of all we see.
It chops down forests, poisons air
and does it all with nary a care.
It decides the fate of all I love;
its iron fist rules from above.
Our health, our homes, birds in the sky,
the food we eat, all that we buy
are trinkets fed from the machine
to buy our souls – an act obscene.
Defy this beast and hear it roar,
it thirsts for blood – always wants more.
Its tools are ‘laws’ we ‘must obey’.
Its weapons ‘enforcers’ rule the day;
resistance if you really dare –
just go ahead, it doesn’t care!
And who’s the beast who wields such might,
the one who thinks that force is right?
The beast is us, we loosed its reins
so on our heads lie all our pains.
Its power lies in our not caring;
our indignation we’re not sharing.
Obey your heart and not the law;
shake the system to its core.
The power’s there for us to take;
rattle your bars – see their power break.
But from its ashes we must mould.
A new world – embracing to its fold
the simple folk – both you and me;
a dream of a world where we are free!

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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