oxymoronic society

[Rahsash Geldich]

Lets hear it for the movers and shakers,

The artists, the writers, the makers.

For these are the people that move us along,

The ones who won't hesitate to write a song

Or paint what they feel so that society

Can stay in their little gray box. No Variety

We'll weed out these people, our movers

Who were yelled at for ideology, groovers

That disrupt the flow of daily life over

Its worn-smooth path. Hate to rovers.

 

But isn't this how society works?

We place higher value on quirks,

But if they become too large, they

Must be mashed back down, Pay

Ye thinkers, Ye movers, you shakers

For individuality! Yet we have takers?

 

Be brave all you movers and shakers-

You artists, you writers, you makers.

There will always be critics in our day

But we must not let ourselves run away.

Who cares what anybody else will do?

You have two people only to answer to

The first is God, the second, dear thinker

Is you- An illustrous individual, a tinker.

[Guest Jess]

This is good! I like the way it portrays society as I see it (that's always helpful). Though I don't really believe in God, I like the way it makes your message stand out. Wonderful work.

 

 

 

–Jess

[Guest Minta Rose]

While too long for a slogan and too short for a speech, this sounds like a verse meant to be shouted at street corners and recited at protest rallies. It's a lure with sentences half-finished on the line, which excites curiosity and tempts you to read further.

 

 

 

--Tzimfemme, the Naked Mage

[Ozymandias]

"Though they may take our lives, they may never take our freedom!"

 

-Mel Gibson as William Wallace, in Braveheart

 

 

 

I never thought I'd read a battle hymn for the artist. Well done.