tyranny

"Princes, Potentates, Warriors" Rise!!!

Folder: 
The Dragon

Join this army of free speech,

and rebel from the tyranny of political correctness

and ideology

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Fuck religion,

Fuck ideology

Fuck virtue signalling

and all other forms of individual oppression.

Note: Quote from Paradise Lost, when Satan addresses his army.

Make no mistake though, I am not a satanist.

I am  using Satan as a symbol of freedom, not of evil. I'm a Christian but I feel

that the Christian religion can be used to oppress the individual. I guess you can

say I'm more or less a radical Christian. I believe the original christianity has been corrupted into 

this oppressve religion it is today and has more or less become a religion of fear and not of love.

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Titans

Folder: 
The Dragon

Mocked by Zeus,

thrown down to tartarus;

here our souls weep forever more,

 

Rarely is this way out open,

this prison to keep us,

but we know it is all a lie

 

The day shall come when they will invoke our names

and our chains will break and we as Titans

will rise once again to reign on the earth

Author's Notes/Comments: 

 

 

 

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The Vanilla Bean Ice Cream Clan

Once upon a time in a far away land,

An ice cream Queen led the Vanilla Bean Clan.
Their containers were generally purple and blue,
Still, no one, but no one really knew,
If the Vanilla Bean Clan’s flavor was true.

You see, their lids were cast from forged steel. 
A welded ring formed an impenetrable seal.
With no window or door for the curious to explore,
No one really knew their flavor for sure.


The Queen’s edict, ruled the land, 
No one, but no one, in her clan
Shall ever remove their lid, for if they did,
The penalty was death by thaw,
For those who did and those who saw. 

 

Once upon a day in this far away place,
A teen brought upon the kingdom disgrace,
He replaced his lid with cellophane, his flavor plainly seen,
This ice cream teen was butter pecan, not vanilla bean.
No one but no one should have a cellophane screen! 
And if that weren’t enough to disgrace the Queen, 
His container was not purple and blue, but breen.

 

The legislature worked quickly to outlaw breen, 
Before the child was brought before the angered Queen,
To answer for violating the rule of the land,
And for the secondary charge of “butter pecan.”
Before sentencing the boy to die, 
The Queen asked one question, “Why?”
To whit the eloquent teen did reply:

 

“I beg you great Queen, hear my plea,
My Queen, My Queen, how beautiful are thee, 
Your container and lid are for all to envy,
The only thing that could rival such perfection,
Is your inner Flavor that I can only imagine, 
Although never seen, I accepted this as true,
But hope you will share your flavor with me
as I have shared my butter pecan with you."

 

The Queen responded before a packed hall 
Of pint sized dignitaries and peasants and all, 
Conspiracy to "off a lid" is a capitol offense,
Wishing to see my flavor is not a defense,
I am beautiful and he is not,
So offing my lid was his jealous plot!
His fate was sealed when he was caught!
Throw the revolutionary into the melting pot.

 

As the boy melted into butter pecan stew, 
He screamed out to the Queen, what he now knew,
I see! … I see! … I see you!

 

Although the Queen’s lid was still securely intact,
Her vanity and in-ice-creamity were indefensible facts. 
Her flavor was now keenly known. 
One might think she would be overthrown, 
But one would be wrong now and then, 
For no one took their lid off ever again.
No one, but no one in the Vanilla Bean Clan,
Wanted to end up like butter pecan.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is meant to represent the idea of an authority tell people who they are and who they should be, and punishing people for exploring and embracing their individualism. Although the Vanilla Bean Queen refuses to let you see the true of herself directly, the true of her is nonetheless exposed through her actions (i.e., "I SEE YOU").