Poem: The System





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Published on Jan 7, 2012

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Poem: The System

To be or not to be? That is the question.
To be a member of the system
Or to be crushed beneath the heel?
To sell your soul for one dollar,
To buy your safety -- but sell out a friend.

I am a product of three generations
Of Russians, loyal members of the party
Who lived and died for People and for State
Who bought the future with their broken backs
Who dreamed a dream that never got to be

I immigrated here when I was ten
This land-of-plenty which I now call home
Where streets are not just paved with gold
They're paved with broken dreams and budget shortfalls

Today I am a man, the past became the prologue
I watch this country fall apart -- 2009 becoming '91
And no election is enough,
And no Messiah here is coming.

This system will remain the same,
It grows more heads just like a hydra
Corrupts the good with Midas Touch
And after all is said and done,
the only change is in the image --
the government will change its face
Just like a facebook picture!

What can we do? We can't erase the past
What can we say that carries to the future?
Whose magic wand will whisk away our problems?
Whose actions bring solutions when the party's over?

Or should we just give up?
Burn down the church, blow up the state?
Me first! me first! My stomach's more important
I'll bathe myself in neighbor's blood --
the innocent, the weak, the feeble, and the guilty!
'Cause might makes right and government is wrong.

No! No my friends! We must not walk that road
Our freedom comes from knowing when to stop,
Our freedom comes from knowing what is decent
Our freedom comes from knowing there's a balance
Between my needs, your needs, and the world
Our freedom comes from wisdom to admit
That I don't have the right to make your choice for YOU

Change! My friends -- is coming
Change! My friends -- is here
Change! My friends -- is NOT ENOUGH

I pray to God above my choices are correct
I pray that wheels will turn, the storm will pass
I pray this economic nightmare ends!
Then I let go while hanging on to doubt
To not be blinded with false hope
To not forget the enemy is human!

To be, or not to be? That is the question.
To choose another party, or to cheat at taxes
To use the system for yourself and to forget all others
Or to unleash the chaos that destroys direction
To take the system as a given
Or place belief above security

I'm thinking, making up my mind. However:

Like Lucifer, if I do not believe, I will not serve!


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