None Shall Pass, a freeverse

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    theotter A Pony Every Pony Should Know

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    Free-verse poem inspired by the song by "Aesop Rock". I put hidden meaning into some of the lines, so I would love to hear interpretations! :zebra:

    Alright, here goes...

    Defenestrated jesters lined up in the street
    are what the ravens start to crave appreciatin' the meat
    "Nevermore", and with one word the king left his seat
    but the queen didn't stop him, an implied impeach
    Now the sideline preachers are peaceful as Ghandi
    I wish to be more like them, their wise eyes haunt me
    sick of all the hate but I am no exception
    all born as equals living as reflections
    and both wings need to work for a body to fly,
    but blind wolves are never full until the weight is pushed to their side
    They bite the work-horse-s until their legs bleed
    They right the war-horse-s that they don't feed
    Creatures who can see are now de-sensitized
    Put a gun to my head but I won't comply
    No I won't comply
    Because I am no longer afraid to die

    And I will remember your name and face on the day you were judged by the fun house cast.
    And I will rejoice in your fall from grace, cane to the sky like "None Shall Pass".

    Non-cannibals, thought to be uncivilized animals
    Young wolves domesticated to carry their parent's cannon-balls
    Those on top have us chained to the feet of a sun God
    Shh! Open season, time to clamor in the mud
    and everybody claims that the crime rates are rising
    the jesters blamed as though their souls are for signing
    and all the wise owls never have a face-to-show
    they never shed the feathered face that is vir-tu-al
    Suicide rates are what is really on the rise
    Sometimes I feel like we are already friend
    Some are tied up in ties but I won't comply
    When you're bored with your life is when you lose your pride
    To speak but not act is a spiritual crime
    So I will leave here, I have had my time

    But I will remember your name and face on the day you were judged by the fun house cast
    and I will rejoice in your fall from grace, cane to the sky like "None shall pass"

    What do all of you think???
     

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