To Anarchy With Love

Love,
Directs all natural bodies, To forge a better world
For their kin,
A house without love
Ain’t worth living in

Love,
Directs all natural bodies
To freedom without force A color wheel of compassion
A state of non-recognition
of authority, enforced
with a profoundly tender,
passionate affection,

Love,
directs all natural bodies
to ownership
of the six feet radius
around them;
A stateless ring,
with no landowners, and
loyalty to no king

Love,
guides the sails
of the vessel called America, blown wayward by holographic
mechanical men in the sky,
Buffing their
dollars and dimes

Freedom starts,
in the blood,
the central most part,
by rhythmic contraction
and dilation,

For the heart knows
there are more honest
kinds of love,
between creator
And creation

Than the amassment
of capital, and
allegiance
to nations