Anarchy Through Capitolism

We The People, of this magic cosmic plain
This reflection of light unfolding onto itself
Demand our right to the sacred gift called moments
Let it be known, that we will no longer tolerate a
Fear based society wrought by a morality of separation
We The People, the human beings, the occupiers of atoms
Collected by thoughts of eternal benevolence, hereby reject
Any law, or authority that utilize borders, prisons, mental
Institutions, forced education or military operations to enforce
Their insanity, and insecurity

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