imprisoned nation
By SummerCoat
Imprisoned nation
media mind control
litigation
carbon-copy paper soul
All of their truth lies
behind scan able barcode eyes
Injustification
found guilty without hesitation
spirit stifled and controlled
caged without consideration
for the truth
Segregation
judged by race, religion, orientation
put into neat little piles
alphabetized by title
Humiliation
made to either bow or break
while government officials stand on platforms that shake
force-feeding more bullshit
than one can take
Reciprocation
an eye for an eye
two wrongs make it even
lie for lie
living blind
the American mind
Radiation
fluorescent sunshine for
fields of plastic
Microwaves help by
digging graves
prolonging the pain
keeping what’s dead alive
though it claims it saves
it lies
(only the rich can afford to survive)
“advanced” medicine contributing
to retardation
in mass quantities
fueling inbred, poison-fed
mindless mutiny by
puppets on strings
with appendages that freely swing
with no inclination of the pressing situation
no realization of the reality behind their
alteration into single-file
-confused smile-
sacrifices
Crucification
Kamikaze patriots
fighting for
dying for
the biggest natural resource whore
Reciprocation
moral fiber resignation
drastic decline in decency
no trust, honor, or loyalty
Do unto others
before they do me
is the moral of the majority
The crumbling of the foundation
of civil co-habitation is the fast approaching
Ramification of this land’s
gluttony saturation
Fluctuation
sad searching for stability
hoping for a happy-ending
trusting in compensation
for all the bending
It’s a now rampant monster
you’re befriending
Conversation
is pointless.
there is no moderation
of contamination
The demolition of civility
the government, the system
is overtaking
leaving no room to breath
Can’t save anyone but yourself
can hardly bear your own weight
in fact, even you will fall
Because just one little
puzzle piece
hardly affects the picture
at all.
If unwilling to conform to
the generalization
individuality violation
facial feature erasing...
you’re theirs for the taking
to program
as upstanding
sheep-making
allegiance waking.
The masses have found
fabricated relaxation
during their unfortunate
adaptation to captivation
institutionalization
medication personality restoration
once mandatory
is no longer anything
more than habit
Eager to be pacified
denied
told censored minimizations
and blatant attempts at
stagnation
to avoid motivation
and man’s law breaking
101 questions about corruption list making
Exclamation point
falling action starts
Slow suffocation by the confirmation
that complications in communications
have brought about the
unhappy consummation
of salvation
making it nothing more than a hallucination
Hope deflation affects respiration
All things beautiful proven merely
figments of the imagination
belonging to the tool of our shameful creation
the instrument of adulterous fornication
-his own commandment breaking-
Your god of perversion
sickening deformation of…
an idol?...the savior?
Taking into consideration
and ranking important in value application,
if our likeness is of “him”
then it’s not surprising
that the corrupt are rising
and that extinction of this
morbid documentation
(God’s source of entertainment
his scapegoat
his spasm
undeserved orgasm
sadistic live pornography)
into nothingness without end
is like euthanasia
Off to the desired destination.
That place of blissful
disintegratation
Author's Note:
hella-spunAwards
Comments on "imprisoned nation "
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A former member wrote:
This poem is great! I'm from outside the States but it's still relatable and just wow. I totally see where you're coming from there. Brilliant.
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On Wednesday, October 3, 2012, Ortolan
(214) wrote:
For all the work of similar subject matter I do on mainly the same topic, I don't think I've ever read a piece that expressed my own sentiments as accurately as this one.
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On Wednesday, April 4, 2012, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Best thing I've read all night and I'm duly inspired to write something, so let's see what happens as we travel down the lonely road of those who know, built on the rib bones of those who never cared.
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On Wednesday, April 4, 2012, SummerCoat
(29) wrote:
thanks! glad that you enjoyed it. even more so that it left you wanting to write yourself. best comment i've ever gotten i think!