A matriarch or patriarch?
The outcome is yet stark.
How about right and left?
Different hands, still theft.
In all shapes and colours;
lust for power over others.
By whichever given name,
slavery remains the same.
Either overted or coverted,
freedom is still subverted.
Not within either extreme;
balance is found between.
Any rape is still too much;
are other peaks not such?
Let’s now forsake the lies,
as to rise anew, truly wise!
Glorious mischief be a-foot;
humanity is in for a re-boot!
Worn shoes unfit for dance;
the transition is our chance.
To be truly freedom bound,
with feet on sacred ground.
So come all Souls still wild:
stride with the turning tide!
False ego, parasite, program and akin;
we cannot lie to those dwelling within.
For what is on our minds they can tell;
our thought they know intimately well.
So our hope does not rest with escape,
rather in changing the inner landscape.
To embrace a deeper truth as our way;
one so profound that we can truly say:
“Even as I shall dance closer to death,
I choose to welcome life’s raw breath.”
Ideologies, what a curse upon humanity;
half-truths wrapped around full insanity.
Dogmatic religion, scientism or new age;
such freedom to pick your preferred cage.
Classism, speciesism, sexism and racism;
divide and conquer, the good old schism.
Rule by communism, capitalism, fascism;
faces of fear, colours of one dismal prism.
Environmentalism calling us all a cancer;
for self-loathing is surely the best answer.
Too many to name and all quite the same;
confusion and animosity is a grand game.
Alas, with free speech one risks to offend;
yet so we must, for there is much to mend.
By the deeds unworthy of our souls,
do we dig shame’s engulfing holes.
Still, we must let our integrity show;
do we fall to despair or dare to grow?
Forgiveness may or may not be earned;
redemption is within the lesson learned.
Through this pain we recall our vow:
to never again such betrayal allow.
May we bear this remembrance well;
the choice between life and living hell.
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