The World of the Rev

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15 minutes

15 Minutes of fame or 5 minutes of revolution
Which paper tiger will you ride into the night
Anger flares in indignation for television atrocities
If it’s not twittered the truth is not quite out there
Like fashions that creep with slithering paychecks
Upon the backs of corporate made celeberties

Cause your ability to copy and whine
Sets your bourgeoisie ass apart
Becoming the ultimate distraction
As devils dance upon humanities tears
Cause in 5 minutes your so called revolution
Will just be another notch on your resume
Another reason to look away from dirty hands
Can’t save the world, bitter and whithered

But for 15 minutes we are offered a voice
Don’t let it be drowned out like a deer in the headlights
Cause those 15 minutes can change the world
Fuck the lights because from ashes rise
Spread like a virus upon their system
Tell them all we are free men, women, and children
Pass on that which causes us so much pain

Don’t just rise above the rest
Take all the motherfuckers with you
For the love of being alive
For the love of the battle
Peace, War, and Chaos

Filed under peace war Poetry Spoken Word Politics Punk

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Attention, attention!!!

Good morning America
Just a gentle reminder here
That we are still at war!!!!
The cost is beyond any rhetoric
Sure we can be serverd up bits in the news
Stewed together in the swine pits
Of political offices and corporate news rooms
Its an election year
The scapegoat is the human psyche
The propaganda machine keeps you
Enraged just enough to pay attention
So the leaders of finance and politics
Can serve you up a big steaming pile
Of sunshine
It’s not as though we have soldiers
Assualting fellow Americans
We promote respect and tolerance
By publicly cleansing religious texts
Honoring the dead of our enemy
By zipping down, and lowering our heads
Shit we’ve seen the news head lines
How could those foreign bastards
Be so ungrateful
How could we have those on American soil
Foster so much discontent for freedom
Because our forefathers
Fought for everything our boys are dying for
Purchasing power, Dumbo, and a jackass
Freedom has its price boys and girls
Defining what freedom means to you
Appearently is not a matter of choice
Who cares though as long as the great Oz
Imparts his greedy wisdom apon you
Because we can find the truth in the all powerful
Comments of Facebook and Youtube anyway
Yes, humanity we are still at war
The question is, do you know why you are fighting?

Filed under war Danny Chen politics soldier freedom poery spoken word creative writing

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Foxhole

Are you digging your hole?
Is it dug real deep?
Cause it’s time for us children to hide
Like poor little sheep
Big brother has pulled back the covers
That protected us from the dark
As if they were boogeymen in our closets
Their attack has become so stark
Run little fox if you think you can
Poisonous words flow through their vein
Ensared in a trap of rhetoric and fear
Believe what you wish to dull this pain
But keep digging little fox
Make sure to dig real deep
The enemies on the horizon
No time to sleep

Filed under paranoia spoken word poetry creative writing politics freedom