Poem By: Billy Alsbrooks
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In a cancel culture
In a cancel war
The artists and poets must convey symbolically
We must become the warriors
The freedom fighters that resist all forms of oppression
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Our mission is to stomp out
Stomp out their fake narratives
But are you courageous enough?
Brave enough?
Patriotic enough to drape yourself down in truth?
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The class war has begun
How can we ignore that which has been done?
How can we can ignore the blood on their hands?
How can we just sit here and do nothing?
Do nothing while people suffer under the grip of bondage
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Let us stay silent no longer
Forward we shall storm
Storm the enemy’s lines of lies and half truths
It’s time to wrestle
Wrestle aggressively with the powers of darkness
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Many of us on the front lines, have already been killed, maimed, and wounded
But let us not underestimate the power of our fashion
The power of our art
The power of our poetry and music
These are the armed forces that shall win our battle
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Our imagination
Our creativity
Our spirit and passion shall prevail
We shall have the mouth and wisdom that none of our adversaries can gainsay nor resist
For we are the rebels
Soldiers of light
Those entrusted with the direction of society
Those chosen to lead the progress
It is us, not the politicians that change the world
It is us, we determine the future of mankind
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Our work, like runway models, must pose with truth
The paint must drip
Drip with the testimonies of those who’ve died for freedom
So shall be the soundtrack, as we embrace the struggle
So shall be the symphony, that ushers in the overthrow of tyrants
Let us overcome
Overcome as we sing
Sing the song that wins the war of all wars
We shall overcome
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May the pencils of the brave
Brave new AVANT-GARDE
May they draw a just world that liberates the enslaved
Every brush stroke demanding justice
Justice for all
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As guerrilla expressionists, we must be resourceful
Every medium in our arsenal must be used
Every line we write must be an attack
Attack on the propaganda that they convey
For we are the resistance
We are the Revolution
And although it might not be televised
It will go viral
Although it might not be televised
It will go viral
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They aim to suppress
Suppress the truth from the starving
Since real journalism died years ago
We the artists must do the reporting
Must tell the story
Must document the tragedies and injustices that are being committed Our flag is the one flown by the innocent
We must be the voice for those who have none
We must be the voice
The voice for those who have none
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Let us draw in our own language
Articulate a new vision
Design a new world that liberates the persecuted
Every brush stroke demanding justice
Justice for for all
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We must be the voice
The voice for those who have none
For it is us
We have been entrusted with the direction of society
It is us, not the politicians that change the world
It is us
We must be the mouth
The mouth that speaks for the forgotten
We must be the voice
The voice for those who have none
Long live the Revolution
Rise of the Avant-Garde…
