23 August 2009

submissionary duty

you want us happy do not give us chance

keep us instead within a narrow gate

no options open to excite debate

absence of space for retreat or advance

but lots of room for leer or angry glance

tell each that there's no time for love or hate

that every place has been chosen by fate

and then demand that all must rise to dance

this is the law for those within the wall

who name it freedom when they do not die

no longer noticing the stale old stink

no longer hearing when fresh voices call

since each one's ear has been numbed by the lie

and no mind's left that even wants to think

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