Take a hammer and smash this thing
Throw a wrench in the bloody fire
Take a nail and pierce my left eye
Sear my heart with red-hot iron
Write your name in my blood if you must
But bring your bargaining chips to the wake
Fate and destiny turn to slush
Through the grate of reality
I will drag volition homewards
Kicking and screaming in fear
I’m more than more than what you’ve made of me
Or you wouldn’t have bothered
Jambo Robyn 
Intense…
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I reckon that if you had met me in person, you would have said that much sooner! Annette, I wonder whether this is a common feeling for people when their conditions of their life are oppressive. Personally, there is so much energy/clarity available when I am with this feeling, but on some level I don’t think it’s “appropriate”, so it’s rarely expressed.
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Writing is a great outlet for these intense feelings…
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Aye
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I’ll take that as a no
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Your verse is searing in it’s honesty and vividness. Really well done, Robyn!
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Thank you so much, Jeff. You have to know how much I admire the forthrightness and sincerity of your posts. From that perspective, this is quite the compliment.
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More than an outlet, yours is the literature of a real revolution
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Oh my Claire, I absolutely expect a revolution at some point considering the majority of people in this current world are oppressed or living in fear.
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I am ready, companera. ! Viva Revolucion!
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