Controlled Opposition - Poem by Patience

Regardless of the source of their energy, positive or negative,
they'll ride a certain course with it, and suffer no remorse,
taking time to align with intentional design,
self-actualized, unconsciously.
Do silly boys ever grow out of their toys?
Do pretty girls have a chance in a man's world?
Is the force I choose that of the magician,
or a curse of words, as in controlled opposition?
There's more to that theory than rampant speculation,
some rights get denied, some enemies unite,
then everything's conspicuous, and under the glo-brite,
anything is fodder for conspired degradation.
And you aren't allowed to say those words, sshh!
Controlled demolition.
So many wrongs this far from right.
You can sing along, but I escape this trick of light. Long gone.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 19, 2012

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