Email: jonothon@soulteacher.co.uk

Poems

These area selection of poems that I have written. They reflect experiences and my perception of the world that we live in. Some refer to a fight against opression, whilst others are generally peaceful. They are full of emotion, but not of hatred. The harshness on some poems, opposes the bliss of ignorance. Read, enjoy and feel free to share your thoughts.

Property of the State

Winter, 25 years ago
A free child, was born out of love
Not long after, without due hope
Unfortunately, the parents signed him to the state
At this time a person was created
A birth contract, tying him to slavery

By the age of 4, it was time to go school
Trained to comply to system control
Although not realised at the time,
had been conditioned just fine
Then reached the age of puberty
believed he lived in liberty
The labour goverment come to power
it was dawning for men of lower

He wandered into secondary school
System-training level 2
At the time, the swat didn't know it
By the end, dragging through it
Who's faith in the system fell to rot
His peers unfortunately, theirs did not

Soon after, it was time to venture, into work
He worked hard, he thought it helped
A life in the system, seemed not bad
Although at this time, he wasn't knowing,
A big storm had started brewing
his left brain programming began to fail
Life would become a living hell

After years of slavery, he saw the value of money,
worthless,
and the truth of democracy

A system where we live under CCTV
It's 1984 in reality
Where freedom is found only on tv

The media feed of tons of lies
Inside jobs made us scared to fly
Lots of bombs going off on trains
New York, London, heck, even Spain

So we come to the end of the journey
Where he fights off the Illuminati
where he has become debt free
The shackles have rusted into disarray
A piece of paper has no say
If you are a true member of the human race
The truth will be revealed, a person has no face
The controlling banks will crash to earth
and the world will rejoice..... in rebirth.

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Two dimentional

People say I'm crazy
I deal with only facts,
the 'world' is a crazy place
A dog eats dog, pile of waste
If we listened to Johns words
"No hell below us"should
refer, to faceless bureaucracy.
No freedom exist with their fake money

We look down at a contract
We think we are the person stated
We are refined to the rules of the coporate
Legislative system.
If we break away from hell
The 2d paper controlled spell
Where "The pen is mightier than the sword"
The 3d earth is our reward,
with "above us only sky"
We can wave good bye
 
to the boundaries of a picture,
The 2d world is one of fiction
We are under a delusion
Burning is the solution
we will no longer be restricted
To companies we want evicted
A country as outlined in an Atlas
a masterpiece painted by an artist
A false god, sometimes called Satan
He controls us, only cause we let him
the CEO of a corporation
he's equal only to to a letter
escape the ink, we are better

On the Edge

Sitting in the uncomfy chair
in a smokey, dim lit room
life is going know where
i think i'm gonna end it soon

what is wrong with me?
i don't know
it's them who has the problem
they who are under hive control

i have issues according to the book
a black sheep in the community
frowned upon, with a shoddy look
saying "look at all our precious money"

i refuse to understand
people remain under delusion
Government not there to lend a hand
where war is considered peaceful solution

i'm sick of the oppression
i've had enough. they are abusing my good name
an imposter under their possession
a contract, legislation, it's pathetic

i am drowning in the ignorance
others remain on the fence
in the deep end with no hope
alone, outcast, so remote

i'm sorry with my hard words
it makes me angry
if you saw the world like this
you would understand me

I am not a ship you see
I am a human being
I am not subject to maritime law
I do not walk on water
I shall no longer be their slave
I am demanding freedom