The Other Machiavelli

Petty Bourgeois’ and seasoned class punks

    march this day and days the same

Exist in rot lined communes of the rich

    and give them more with your name.

You lie, you cheat, and see a man

    blindly walk on empty streets.

Call him friend; call him foe, for he is scared

    and runs with truth but his life is gone

A joke on you and me alike so that

    we the people are kin and none apart

The rich, the pigs and Politician’s with their men

    grow sick at our sight, even decadent

Hell’s a toil worthy of the work

    and men grow old and deep and dank

That has been the state of man since man began

    disheveled in trouble no honesty partaken

We the proletariat in order to establish

    the truth, do ordain to the people

To be as they are, as individuals

    by their rights and obligations

Their self respect and discipline notwithstanding

  or the evidence unreeled and chaste

We hold reality as our own

    and all else unseen a blasphemy

In truth we hold the unions fair

    second to man and judged by mobs

So that if one is to be as he is to be

    then let no man rule another

Unless by force with force asunder

    that all may rule themselves

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SummerSteward 6 years ago from Duluth MN

wow, very well written and a point made eloquently. Nice hub!


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carolina muscle 6 years ago from Charlotte, North Carolina

HOY!! well put!


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George J Hardy 6 years ago from Southern New Jersey Author

Thanks!


A M Werner profile image

A M Werner 6 years ago from West Allis

Great work George - I really liked it. Peace.


D Menter 6 years ago

Not bad George, not bad at all.

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