The Law


Look at them with their
Black suits, smart ties, shiny shoes.
Their radiant white teeth
Hide the wrinkles of decisions
Which caused youth to slip away.
They call themselves The Law
And blind us-
You are free
You have rights they say.
Under their human masks
Lie their bloodshot eyes
And pointy fangs
Which squeeze the life out of us.
They demand war
They demand the end.
We will rise above them
We will make them kneel and beg.

© Nicoletta

If this poem had a voice, this is what it would sing…

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  1. Yea, we seem to live in that lukewarm age, neither hot nor cold, no fire; people letting dreams die under such fascist eyes of hate… we once were a democracy, at least we pretended so, and now; now, we’ve become this… this bug under a dead star with no outlet. I hate this country sometimes, yet someone’s got to love its people, because it sure n hell isn’t going to be the government. Been reading of late how all these prisons are now privatized sink holes owned by international combines, and the government is in on it… they see jails as money, green death. Our world is hell… but as Angela Davis says in her most recent work on prison systems “Are Prisons Obsolete” – time to open the gates…

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