(Eng.) A poem: A muted alarm

 

A body ruled by democracy
by all of the intruders.
I live in hypocrisy
and lack defenders.

 
I long for power to be mine
am chained to bed
and am not fine
I wish them dead.

 
My voice is weak
the mind is strong
they turn the other cheek
oh, how I long.

 
Anarchy, I am thee
rules of kindness
set me free.

 

 
 

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