Shackles

What Freddie Found

Without advancing to the driveway
It soon becomes clear
A nation subsumed in numbers
Is a culture created in fear

In search of support or empire
We create a karmic chain
Coated in greater pleasure
Built upon progressive pain

Democracy is dandy
The Republic a real voice
But when decay develops
The system has no choice

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Fatal Conceit can be seen
Through walls, bars, bricks and stone
The shackles that we use to bind
Too soon become our own

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