My World

Left to my devices

In a world of my construct

Foe and friend would live as one

No fear of being fucked

 

In my peaceful country

There’d be no armed dissent

Rule of gold our only code

Good will our shared intent

 

Walls are built for houses

Grass divides our border

Neighbors free to come and go

Smiles enforce the order

 

No army rules our conscious

Cops don’t plague our streets

Law is but a State of mind

People keep the peace

 

Anarchy is often scorned

By those who fear free will

But can we trust the motive

Of armies trained to kill?

 

Left to my devices

In a world of my construct

Respect the tie that binds us

No fear of being fucked

 

Peace

 
 
Keyword:Construct

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About Phil

Hi, my name is Phil. I’ve managed to escape the corporate world, rid myself of excess belongings, travel the country extensively in my old Winnebago, and find a new home on a beautiful barrier island in the Gulf of Mexico. I define myself as: a free spirit, a writer, a philosophical anarchist, a poet; a lover of nature, a lover of art, a protector of animals, as well as a devoted friend and partner
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3 Responses to My World

  1. I love this Phil. The antithesis of …building a…wall? Thank you for sharing.

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