street level
what guilt?
property rights are a violent oppression
of the unruling majority
we throw bricks because
you have thrown copyright at our ability
to share knowledge
we flee tear gas because
you have polluted our skies and waterways
of endless magnitude
what guilt?
the wage slaves cleaning up this mess
don’t really give a fuck whether they sweep glass or fries off the floor
we arm ourselves because
those who are unarmed are unaware of the state’s
brutality of existence
we duck from the batons because
there is no justification in the penalties for
our crimes
what guilt?
we are raging here a revolution in the streets
and you are standing in the way to our society.
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