MilitantAnarchist
20th September 2009, 23:03
I cant see a sticky thread for poems, but here we go, i wrote this while ago, i've changed the layout because my friends couldnt read it, originally it was one long peice with no punctuation or spaces it was just/wrote/like/this/is/now, but i changed it into 'normal' lines... it is completely comical and part of a series of random stoned poems i wrote, i once peformed it with a guitar (i cant play) but say it with no gap for breath, just one long sentence... i guess its more comical if your all stoned tho...
I have a dream that one day that 0.1% of us can coexist
with no police no government no Nazis and no fucking communists
and there’s no talk of what is right and wrong because we would all just fucking know
and then we’d be a true society and you can watch the numbers grow
but then maybe im just some hopeless utopian that’s lacking a few brain cells
because in my utopia the sun would always shine like in the fucking Seychelles
and they’d be free food everywhere and you wouldn’t have to work
no bills or debts or tv sets or suits and ties and shirts
and they’d be free music every single night and the pubs would never close
the booze would be free and you’d never have to change your clothes
weed plants would grow everywhere and we’d all get stoned together
and monogamy wouldn’t be an issue because love don’t last forever
all of us fucking in the streets pubs and in the garden
and religion would not exist so we don’t have to worry about another bush jesus or bin laden
and when the state comes to our door and see’s us all stoned dancing and fucking
we’d tell them to join in because there is no use in looking
they would put the handcuffs on us and that’s where the dream ends
but we wont be long but they’ll be back and we had better get some defence
so we better make some bombs and get some heavy fire power
but we’re all too busy getting stoned and fucking and all we have is flowers
but this is just a fantasy but its sometimes hard to forget
but the dreams in my head about a community still seems under threat
I have a dream that one day that 0.1% of us can coexist
with no police no government no Nazis and no fucking communists
and there’s no talk of what is right and wrong because we would all just fucking know
and then we’d be a true society and you can watch the numbers grow
but then maybe im just some hopeless utopian that’s lacking a few brain cells
because in my utopia the sun would always shine like in the fucking Seychelles
and they’d be free food everywhere and you wouldn’t have to work
no bills or debts or tv sets or suits and ties and shirts
and they’d be free music every single night and the pubs would never close
the booze would be free and you’d never have to change your clothes
weed plants would grow everywhere and we’d all get stoned together
and monogamy wouldn’t be an issue because love don’t last forever
all of us fucking in the streets pubs and in the garden
and religion would not exist so we don’t have to worry about another bush jesus or bin laden
and when the state comes to our door and see’s us all stoned dancing and fucking
we’d tell them to join in because there is no use in looking
they would put the handcuffs on us and that’s where the dream ends
but we wont be long but they’ll be back and we had better get some defence
so we better make some bombs and get some heavy fire power
but we’re all too busy getting stoned and fucking and all we have is flowers
but this is just a fantasy but its sometimes hard to forget
but the dreams in my head about a community still seems under threat