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Author: Swwigy
Fiction Rated: T - English - Drama - Reviews: 5 - Published: 03-13-03 - Updated: 03-13-03 - id:1256185
This is a poem about rebellion against oppression, I feel it is very strong and states a strong point. I seriously believe in Socialism and I lean even more to communism. Even though communism has never worked doesn’t mean it can’t. I will strive the rest of my life figuring this stuff out and never scratch the surface, how ever if we all chip in we can get somewhere. Usually discoveries have teams of people behind them helping out, therefore it is possible. Perfect, 100% efficiency are completely impossibly, but perhaps we can reach almost or 99%…

Now I hope you enjoy my poem…

Swwigy

Damn the system for our grief,
May their punishment be brief,
As I swallow my sword I croak,
Just letting you know I Spoke,

Hear me now, fight the oppression!,
May it be the grandest session!,
My friends, and Family dear, Hear,
We stick together, nothing to fear,

May revolts be our enterprise,
The reward has no specific size,
The meaning keen to all of you,
Never stick to the ground, glued,

Trust in my greedless way!,
To us we all must stay,
As a leader,Ilead you to no harm,
May nothing come, as an alarm,

I want the greatness of humanity,
For all of our dear sanity!,
I want to see the equality of all,
Whether the subject big, or small,

No one be left behind in dust,
But we shall leave them, if we must,
Join us now or never,
Put end to Aristocracy, forever,

Down with the old,
Let the world fold,
And up with the new,
No more ruled by the few!

Times Like this call,
The system must fall,
Conspire my dear friend,
To Hell we will send!

Anarchy is the key to the door,
Reign Of oppression be no more,
Expose their weak under side,
Draw the line, the blade may slide,

Show them that they are all the same,
Tell them, we aren’t in this for fame,
Aristocracy must no longer stand,
We are their foundation, made of sand,

We are their powers, and we shall turn,
Equality is want we yearn,
Show them mercy, though crush them clean,
Hang them high, they should be seen,

We must break down the gate!
This is my promise, I shall state,
Not only one, but the whole of men,
Our Natural given rights, we must defend,

As I Ask you to do your part,
Our revolution, is bound to start,
Take the sword with me, let freedom reign,
Fight and take back, Eliminate the poisonous stain!

We must all stand together, equal and free.

“working men of all countries, unite”
Karl Marx, Communist Manifesto



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