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Mar 27
poem
Rubber Soul

What is a right?

What Is A Right_.m4a

What Is A Right_.m4a
Daylight swims in puddled rain
Milking Sunday afternoons with pain
Shattering the weakest segment of chain.  
Daylight questions dreamers' answers
Dogs of hellfire, moonlit dancers
Feet pounding the Earthlight into cancer.

We've dug our hands into the dirt
Of society, planted our children there,
Letting grow into this corporate disease;
Is our future of weeds? 
We've grown ourselves off of so much hurt
So will anyone care
To explain to me the difference between hate, and lies...
And pesticides?

Daylight brings a shield from fear 
Yet all the demons still are here
But where will they be in seventeen-odd years? 
The corporate children you have grown
Will lock the raindrops from the sun
For all the flowers were forced back to their homes.

We've burned our hands on the fire
Of the human race, burning nature back,
With the new, diminish the old;
Is our future of coal? 

The society that used to strike ambition,
Inspiration, 
Is now -I'll say it-
Striking fear, as if that is our job as humans-
To cause destruction. 
But destruction is not a right.  
Hurt is not a right. 
Pain is not a right. 

But is there hope that's left to see
The clutches of society
Without swirling, and then draining,
Sunlight tricking us with playing
Puddles of our hope on streets-
What is a right?  

 
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Posted: 03.27.19
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  1. Hope_for_the_future
    Apr 02, 2019

    Jaw dropping. Love the Rhyme.

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  1. Rubber Soul
    Apr 03, 2019

    Thank you so much!

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