A Poem From a Casual Anarchist

The People’s Burden

Cast out the people’s burden

The pox apon the Earth

Rebuild the world with fire

And smile with great mirth

Cast out the People’s burden

A mask of peace and faith

As freedom isn’t free

When there’s a public face

Don’t listen to an echo

Man’s mouth is not the law

These chains are self prescribed

By men who oversaw

Their words seek to divide

Lines drawn only for gain.

Apathy for the people

Profit off the insane

Take up the people’s burden

Through your own mouth speak truth,

And don’t yield to the primals

While you still hold your youth

Anarchistic mean freedom

All you control is you

Take up the people’s burden

To thine own-self be true


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