Anonymous/ Million Mask March
I had a dream I walked the earth
barefoot I stepped on broken glass
above my head the sky was black
the dark clouds rained down sheets of blood red paper,
a propagandic message announcing a warning to the good citizens of this country
"CITIZENS, AS YOUR GOVERNMENT WE MUST INFORM YOU OF AN EVIL. AN EVIL THAT WEARS A MASK OF GOODNESS AND CARING. THEY WILL TELL YOU THAT YOU ARE OPPRESSED. THAT YOU HAVE NO CONTROL OVER YOUR OWN LIVES. THAT YOU ARE BEING LIED TO AND DECEIVED. WE MUST PROTECT YOU FROM THIS, FOR YOUR OWN GOOD. WE MUST STOP THIS DEADLY SCOURGE THAT IS SPREADING DISCORD AMONG YOU. WE MUST TAKE DRASTIC MEASURES AGAINST THE THREAT THAT IS INFILTRATING OUR GOOD PEOPLE. AS YOUR GOVERNMENT, WE ASK YOU TO TRUST US TO DO WHAT WE FEEL IS IN YOUR BEST INTEREST. AS A NATION, TRUST THAT WE WILL STAMP OUT THIS EVIL THAT THREATENS THE VERY SAFETY AND INTEGRITY OF EVERY MAN, WOMAN AND CHILD OF THIS GREAT NATION WHILE USING EXCESSIVE ACTS OF VIGILANTISM AND TERRORISM UNDER A GUISE OF HUMAN RIGHTS ACTIVISM. WE WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS. WE WILL TAKE NO PRISONERS"
I stood gazing at the black sun
contemplating this message of an oppressed people.
I bowed my head walking the streets of this once great country, shuffling my feet through dreams in the guise of litter
the stench of lies assailing my nostrils made me wretch.
I saw crowds of faces blackened with hidden truths which would never be said out loud,
eyes devoid of the dignity that is the god given right of every human.
The dignity that comes from having the choice and free will to decide for ourselves what is in our own best interest.
I walk past a college where the only light that can be seen comes from computers, the screens flashing red, the same thing over and over. OUR GOVERNMENT'S MESSAGE.
I walk past homes and see this same message flashing red from televisions thru darkened windows.
Who knew how the deprivation of free will could destroy so completely and relentlessly?
I drop to my knees, feeling devoid of my humanity, tears of the forlorn dripping off my face, hitting the dead lawn, puddling a florescent white in the shape of faces.
A glimmer of hope instantly hits me behind my eyes, sparkling in the form of these same Iridescent faces.
It feels as if I've known these faces my entire life. Though I know not from where, or why or how.
I lift my head to the sky and wake from my dream. Thank God it was only a dream. Or was it?
I sit up quickly and to my surprise these same florescent sparks from my dream shoot in front of my eyes.
As my eyes clear,I realize, these white flashes are coming from my computer screen.
A person masked in white is sending out their own message of hope and promises to the people of this great nation.
KNOWLEDGE IS FREE
WE ARE ANONYMOUS
WE ARE LEGION
WE DO NOT FORGIVE
WE DO NOT FORGET
WE WILL PROTECT YOUR FUTURE
And I smiled