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The Republic divorces Democracy


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Four hundred years, nothing but arguments and contention:


I've had my fill of you, my girl! It is now my firm intention


to cast you to the raging winds, to allow worlds to collide,


to forget you ever were the one that stood here by my side.




Not a day, not an hour, from the very dawn of revolution


was allowed to ever pass without your waves of elocution


in which common people, ignored but trusting, left milling about,


were deemed to think what you thought, no room for any doubt.




Trusting you, they went to war, their sons got smashed to shit


and you sent them medals and paper, then washed your hands of it.


Came the new health programme, advice for the poor and sick,


we've worn you out with a life of work, please just die off quick.




Money really sticks to the fingers of those we deem the elite,


they know the sly old banking game, they're quick upon their feet:


social structure is built around them, never been any other way,


military and government people simply do whatever they say.




People believe, scratching their heads, just as they did in the past,


nothing at all has really changed but the world is moving fast.


It's moving a hell of a lot faster now than ever it moved before,


from crisis to crisis, ... and why are we constantly (somewhere) at war?




Sorry, old girl, I've just had it up the nose with you


and I've reached this sad conclusion: nothing else will do.




I've grown sick of the lies, the lies, the lies.




I sigh as I loosen the ties that bind,


shudder at the new world we may find.

Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim

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A scathing exposé of the military/industrial complex and the government/bankster cartel, Brendan. Right away I noticed the poem's form. It's interesting that the longer lines throughout most of the poem give way to three lines of pentameter at the end, making them look rather short. Not sure if it's intentional, but it seems to work by giving the end an effective military-like stacatto bark.


I'm grateful that my own country's founders set up a (dejure) constitutional republic and not a democracy. Democracy equals mobocrocay. In a constitutional republic, a million voters can't lawfully "vote away" the constitutional rights of an individual. Defacto, well, that's a different story. Republics take vigilance, work, and sacrifice to maintain. That's why the founders, when asked by members of the public as to which form of government they had established, replied, "A republic ... if you can keep it!"



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Very interesting and well known inspiration to write this. It really makes us sick all of this what is around, and I wished anybody to pay attention for the voice, grief, pain, suffer, anger of the people. But seems the " old ladies " just pass away marginalizing the normal people.


You expressed the voice of the people wonderful. It's very clear what are you talking about. I wish somebody else read the poem...


Thank you for sharing.



The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

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