nateb

Your Nuremberg Defense

I break through
your Nuremberg Defense.
I obliterate the barrier
by having no pretense.
You are clogged up arteries
of authority and rule.
I am perception and feeling
and you're just a tool.

You go 9 to 5
and you're happy as a lamb.
Sheep will follow anyone
even if it leads to logjam.
You never smile
unless the boss says so.
I smile when I'm delighted
when I feel energy flow.

You try to line me up
in a neat little pattern,
but instead I run laps
on the rings of Saturn.

I'm not outside the box,
I've never been in the box.
You're trapped in the box,
covered by boulders and rocks.

Robots are programmed
to just follow orders.
I'm not programmed
so I criss cross your borders.

What to do
when energy enters you freely?
Take it in
and your brain does a wheely.

All your life you've gone North,
now I've got you going East.
The brain cells change
and energy is released.

In the Gut of the Beast,
I'm about to gut the Beast
for keeping me oppressed
as my options decreased.

You jab the knife in farther
but smile and say,'It's the rules'.
You can smile and follow rules
like the rest of the tools,

but that just blocks you
from seeing what I'm seeing,
turns you into a reptilian
and makes you a shoddy human being.

You want to re-think
but you don't want to see,
feel it deeply, or be free
or free you or free me.

You don't see me
and you don't see me as a landlord,
boss or social worker or
Chairman of the Board.

Because what I am
is blood in your veins,
sounds in your ears,
a trace of light that remains.

I can't be a chopped up puppet
like you
with your Nuremberg Defense
that justifies what you do.