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The crown and her puppets

Two sides pulling each other,  
I am right, you’re wrong, it’s either us or them,  
The third enjoying the thrill of observation,  
The diplomats pretending to be neutral.  
 
Truth seems to be blurred,  
But every one is right by their own accord,  
Tit for tat but the opressor and the oppressed are embodied in one character,  
Rationality and logic are intertwined in a web of emotions,  
The others think they’re intelligent, the others think we are stupid.  
 
The oppressed and the oppressor has chosen to stay quiet,  
We’re feeding them our energy and time,  
Like slapping water and enjoying the splash,  
Mere words don’t make anyone the flash.  
 
Mistakes are meant to be corrected,  
We shouldn’t be silent, we’re all the oppressed,  
But why waste time exercising power we don’t have?,  
Instead of mourning, why shouldn’t we be the mourned?  
 
Yeah, sure it is a game of dopamine,  
Play against the code and the code devours you,  
Words have power but only when given purpose,  
Striving to get balance on the edge of a cliff is only ignorance.  
 
The top is always interesting when not reached,  
But what is up must come down,  
In the end we notice we’ve been losers since the beginning,  
Real power is confronting with strength enough to destroy completely by surprise.  
 
Suffice is to say, we’ve all been trapped by our own formation of concepts,  
From where language arose, we strangle ourselves with our own words,  
Peace is only delivered from imagination of peace,  
As how good leadership and accountability is decided by the power of acceptance.  
 
It’s hard to describe what drives man to do what he does,  
Either altruism or self interest, but greed mostly wins the heart of men,  
In lower ranks, dogs seek to be accepted and acquire power and knowledge from their masters,  
Being a third wheel is to be a trash can, they learn and thrive at your expense.  
 
Revolting seems rational, but the wise one knows when to stop talking and take action,  
Either to overthrow or cower away,  
The best choice lies within the man who knows how to weigh,  
Destruction or creation, action or faith.  
 
The charismatic individual is the one loved by most,  
A character so powerful that intelligence is ignored,  
Impressing the masses is winning their hearts,  
Solving their problems is winning their freedom.
Written by Mercurial
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