jerome moore


The television tells me what I should do and to obey.
The church tells me to trade my soul for rules and traditions to act by.
The teachers tell me to listen to shut up, there will be a test you must pass.
put it in black and white,
follow left or right,
good and not bad,
these are your role models
what if there was no dichotomy and you follow your logic?
How about putting your faith elsewhere?
If we don't work for the state we work for conglomerations.
If we are free thinking we get immunization.

The police tell us to clear out, show me your papers, whats in your bag?
this is private property.

makes me believe they all are right in hindering my voice my eyes my ears.. my rights
like my mind was private property AND the police are telling me to vacate
they were right in so far that I chose to obey...

Submitted: Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, May 22, 2013

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