There’s an anarchic element in me

There’s an anarchic element in me,
an opposition to government,
a aversion to control, preaching disorder

coming from being forced into the military,
being forced in subjection
to order and discipline

forced to kill
ignoring your beliefs, forced to buckle to
the demands of society

to learn lethal skills, against your will
and ignoring the impact
as if you as a human being

is just another machine
that can be turned on and off
and are ready for use for political ends

and I am not wanting to participate in RICA
where big brother wants your name,
address that accompanies your cellular phone number

as if the government wants to control sanity and peace
being a exile against it, wanting isolation and freedom
from government and it agencies

which deal with you with atrophy
as if not geared to meet expectations
in a obverse phase with indifference
as if you are just another meaningless human being.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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