Anarchy

I have an impulse
A dark desire
That the world would end
In situation dire

I have a nail to drive
In the heads
Of the leaders of the world
Politicians dead

I have a key to ignite
The bombs
Explosive wave glows
Destruction to calm

I have a cycle
Pistons of fire
To light up the highways
The law is a liar

I have the power
Over people lined on the road
They know who I am
Youth never old
 
I have the anarchy
The world agreed
A world in flames
Is what we need

Author's Note

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Reviews

[E. R. Rawding]

i love the repetition in this poem, it makes your point even more clear. although the second to last stanza is a bit... awkward