Learning to step lightly
in this
confederation.
All the trappings
of a threat
are there.
The gun in your mouth,
the needle in your arm
tell me
you’re ready
to dissolve
this living arrangement.
It’s all about control.
It has always
only been about control.
That’s right;
every emotional plea,
every social cause,
every call to arms,
has been a lie
to coax you
into giving up
your life.
When they say
they’re protecting your rights,
they mean
your right to be silent.
Sit down.
Shut up.
Behave,
or they’ll make
this whole world a grave.
Isn’t it magic?
The kingdoms we create
in the name of some lost cause.
Carry stones as slaves.
Clone another god.
We will not be safe
as long as this goes on,
but this game has been played
for who knows how long.
And, we’re part of it.
Nodes in a network
that keeps us in our place.
What’s the alternative,
living outside the state?
Under a big sky
with a world
we have to face
on our own,
I think we’ve outgrown
living this way.
Each of us
represents
infinite possibilities;
that is what
they’re trying to control.
It’s all about you.
It’s all about your soul.
No one can take away,
but you can hand it over.
We live day to day
the devil on our shoulder,
big brother on the wall,
cameras on every corner.
They want to take this world,
and you will hand it over
in exchange
for an alternate reality.
We are
reprogrammed so easily.
Don’t you remember
what it was like to be
autonomous being,
free to stare at the sky,
and dream,
and decide
your place
in the universe.
Our gaze is limitless.
Breaking with this
confederation.
Is going to feel
like learning to fly
for the very first time.
HG – 2022
