Vandals.

 

        I have always maintained that we are all anarchists at heart. We all want to control our own lives, we don’t like being told what to do, we like to feel we belong, and are a useful part in whatever we are involved. Of course this sort of society doesn’t allow for that. So to all those youngsters out there, the ones who hate being told what to do, who hate authority, who lash out without direction, the “vandals, the “rebels without a cause”, you’re not the misfits, you’re not the bad penny, the black sheep, you are the ones that are alive, you are anarchist that are looking for a direction. Look deep and seek the root of your anger and frustration, it’s not your neighbour, the bus driver, the car park attendant, or the group in the other street, it is the system, the state and its apparatus, that tries to bind you in a straight jacket of their rules and regulations. Direct your young anger and energy in that direction and you will find what you are looking for, and become part of an ever growing army that wants the same as you, comradeship, freedom, justice and equality of opportunity.

 

The Rebel

Rebel rebel break the rule,
What does it matter that a “wise” man sees a fool.
Not for you the herd’s dull beat
Making tomorrow, yesterday’s repeat,
Living out the life of a clone
Marching with the crowd but always alone.
Shaping your life from some dusty tome
Playing it safe, staying at home.

Rebel rebel break the rule
Swim in the sea, never the pool.
Live your emotions, feel the surge
Follow your dreams, chase the urge.
Make life though short, an exciting game
Not a mad march for fortune or fame.
Capture the moment, live it now
Being alive your only vow.

Rebel rebel break the rule
In the end, you’re humanity’s jewel. 

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