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Some poetry
The One Law
Bold, brazen Power
Life of blaze
Self-shrined craze
No man above may triumph, nor any below shall cower.
Putrid ignorance
Of the basal law
Egotism the brilliate perfection
Not a flaw.
Anarchy the only solid state
Else shake true Gaiean balance
Power bodies must liquidate.
Altruism
And the common good.
These plague-black bromides
Spell dirt
and rotting wood.
You charge me a Heretic?
I charge you with the greatest heresy of all;
The dogged betrayal of the human spirit.
Of it's divine right to betray that which it
Of heresy see fit.
Gaze forth to the stars above.
Their uniform dust spray
Grants their possession
In microscopic quadrants
To all alive that on this Earth lay.
Possession
Not just to the queens and kings
But to every thread-bare back
And fraying slack
Primal equality this indestructible core brings.
Feel
The indomitable life force
That courses in triumphant bursts through your veins.
Live as you please
No remorse
Smile contentedly one last time as you decompose to your remains.
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