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House Of Cards
I've seen disintegration; the walls keep falling down,
but this time it's the eagle, not the hammer or the crown.
I've got my rusty sickle, in a field of dying corn,
the core of this great nation makes the world turn away in scorn
We've got our ivory towers, they're burning in such flames,
and who's there to fuel the fires, with the oil that we crave?
It's not the administration, they're just faces for the masses
of corporations who are smiling, wearing their own masks and
Screaming, "To the guillotine" when it's nineteen-thirty-what-
Hilter's come to power? Too late, too late, we've got our bread,
We're full, we ate before we came here,
yes that's right we're full of shit and the only thing to cleanse
us is a voice of truth-- a funeral that's open-casket.
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I like everything, but the message - which is actually perhaps the best comment you can get as a writer. [To deifne that - because if I hate the message, or disagree, but still enjoy reading it, then you're a good writer].
A very good style to sending a message using symbolism, political past and present, and idealism towards your own self [or so I would suspect]. Although - I am overall simply a 'man' against all political ideals that don't first go through a rigorous exercise of tests made by me.
But other than that, as I stated, a very well written poem. Brava. |
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Comment by: Vanessa - 2008-02-01 21:13
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| I love this poem from beginning to end. I like the words you use, how descriptive and compelling it is. I also agree with the message. Great! |
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Comment by: precar - 2007-11-18 09:10
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| Beautifully written. Your words are powerful and striking, and don't drag on. I agree the "Hitler's come to power?" line is a great stroke. |
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| This is quite brillant, actually. As Mary Wollstonecraft once said, "The political is personal". I love the line about craving oil, because it appeals to so many resentments that we hold over current affairs. Great job. |
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this works for me, unusually, because the length of the lines lets the rhyming feel like a natural course. I am not a fan of rhyming poetry - mainly cos my stupid inner reading voice makes it sound odd - but i am slowly but surely coming to appreciate its value. This is a poem that really helps that.
"Hilter's come to power? Too late, too late, we've got our bread//We're full, we ate before we came here," - brilliant line, really brilliant. |
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