Reasons to feel loved they screamed at us through their microphones <br />Their podiums weren’t high enough to reach our ears though <br />And the bulletins of a thousand dead did not match up to the lies of the holy one <br />But we resented the fact, the change in momentum <br />Adamant that we could make a difference, we lived life each day as if it were the penultimate <br />Everyone survived for a few weeks, everything was going smoothly <br /> <br />Until the accident that proclaimed him a symbol of being, the reason to live <br />Until life changed our lives, the outlooks of a thousand became the view of the one <br />And anything that happened was of a reason, made to be, forced to exist <br />There were the marionettes who took it upon themselves to crusade the world <br />Their bayonets up their arses and in the throats of others <br />Demands to be safe and live healthily arose, reasons to feel safe, sane and loved sprouted <br />And they surrounded the towns, villages and slums of the lives of us all <br />And pointed mirrors when fingers were launched in their direction <br />To change the world is an impossible task <br />Not even Atlas himself could cover all the bases <br />The centre of the world, an abyss of corruption and deceit <br />Commands the legions of a thousand symbiotic nations of allegiance <br />Rock upon rock upon thrashed body they rose <br />Conquering all, becoming nothing, subjugating all beneath them <br /> <br />Then came a withering, deviant soul, and said: <br />What’s going on here, ey? <br />The last of the last of the resistance crumbled and crushed beneath the boots of the crown<br /><br />Jaryd Stapleton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-awe-of-opposing-forces-crushed/
