No Time to Bleed
NO TIME TO BLEED
We just ain’t got the time to bleed,
there are more problems to face every day.
You poisoned the very air that we breathe
and control what we think, and are allowed to say,
You contaminate the water we drink,
which you now want to charge us for.
You copyright the food we eat,
then fine us if we try to grow more.
We fight in your wars, die for your causes
and sacrifice our freedoms for your protection.
You liquidate our savings, destroy our middle class
then purchase your very own elections.
You make us slaves to your corporations,
create zombies addicted to your airwaves,
abolish our rights as human beings,
and assassinate our leaders into early graves
You own our property, ship our jobs overseas
and shred our unions for fear of their might,
you profit from disaster, destabilize our currencies
and create distinctions between black, brown, and white.
You raise our cost of living, devalue our education,
you’ve come THIS close to extinguishing our flame.
For too long we have been forced to take what you give,
forced to sit sidelines while you play Greed’s own game.
But like I said, we just ain’t got time to bleed,
because your usage of us has gone too damned far.
We have pitchforks to sharpen, baseball bats to nail up,
and a million torches to load with burning tar
So when you look from your penthouse and see us coming,
you will then know your safe choices are far and few,
bend over and kiss your fat-cat’s fat ass goodbye -
because We the People will be coming for you.
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©2014 Christopher Reilley
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That's why so many of them are building survival shelters in hidden places. That day WILL come, barring unforeseen circumstances. Chris, this is a Mission Statement and a Statement of Intent. Kudos to you. I know I'm tired of being trampled on.
ReplyDeleteThat is fighting talk so well put👌🏼 I like the way it gathers momentum toward that powerful image in the final stanza.
ReplyDeleteI believe that "we the people" were never meant to include "the people"... on a podcast the other day I got one answer why gangsters are almost seen as heroes... since the most respected men in their marble mansion are just as crooked.
ReplyDeleteThis is incredibly potent! The poem in its entirety is like a battle cry!
ReplyDeleteWaiting for the revolution. You have enough guns!
ReplyDeleteChris, I do hope that day comes sooner than later! A powerful write.
ReplyDeleteYah! In yer face, Mean Girl McDowdypants!
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