I want to fight
to the death if it so happens
But I want to fight
I want to fight for 6 million Jews
murdered for their lack of belief in Christ
the two year olds
choking on Zyklon-B
gasping silent burnt
I want to fight for a dead brother
murdering himself
in an insane world
A dead sister
her petals beginning to open
who showed me how to dance
Another dead brother
his love unable to kill cancer
I want to fight the Roman garrison
who crucified Spartacus
for want of freedom
I want to fight the European
for 500 years of barbarism
for the cultures
people
who won't return
I want to fight those in the United States
stolen from Africa
whipped
raped
who knew only work in life
who still embrace Western religion
who still carry English surnames
I want to fight Desmond Tutu
in his purple robe
who has abandoned his ancestors
the Zulu stands tall
I want to fight Packer Murdoch Rockerfeller
multi-national companies
emptying our souls
deceiving and seducing us
lying between the lines
laughing at our naivety
walking off with the loot
I want to fight cold hard science
factualising everything into nothing
for killing the spirit world
for reducing me to a number
I want to fight Jesus Christ
and give him back his name Yeshu'a ben Yosef
give him back his stolen humanity
give him back his fight
and his woman
I want to fight Santa Claus
the man in the Coca-Cola inspired suit
employed by wealth
to make more
on a child's innocence
I want to fight Ayatollahs
fundamentalising
destroying women's souls
manipulating Qu'ran to kill
I want to fight Uncle Sam
his flag on our moon
his Hollywood so far from holy
for killing Presley and Lennon
for the arrogance
I want to fight my father's words
his ego
that is not mine
that neglected my siblings
that is not mine
I want to fight my mother
for not letting go
for my wings still folded
for her belief in astrology
I want to fight Elizabeth the queen
for the murder of oh so many Aboriginies
for the name of my state Victoria
for an Irish potato
for a ten year old's reverence of her
for Scotland's assimilation
for the murder her family committed
for her diamonds
for her flag impinging on mine
I want to fight Caeser
for killing with pleasure
for the wasted youth on both sides
I want to fight Constantine
for leaving out Thomas' truth
I want to fight that pope
for laying in bed with Nazism
I want to fight Napoleon Hitler Stalin
for their gutlessness
for the fact they won't burn in hell
they never questioned their parents
never felt kinship with the breeze
I want to fight a dying Earth
the cancer that has set like concrete
a holey ozone
a dead Tasmanian tiger
a dolphin in a plastic bag
I want to fight mental anguish
one phase euphorically high
the next inconsolably low
'another pill?' asks your doctor
as you look to the moon for some guidance
I want to fight Buddha
to free him
from the cage they constructed
there is no sound from one hand clapping
an enlightened man can't grow anywhere
I want to fight the names of God
that distort the mystery
that confine it to a box
if you institutionalise God
you have only business
I want to fight the 'image' of God
I want to fight a cross a star a crescent moon
a book
I want to fight Paul Davies
and that American evangelist bitch on my TV at 4 am
I want to fight
in the fullness of life
not in the deadness of archaic truths
set in stone
And I shall die forever
yet Life will beat on
always
I WANT TO FIGHT
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I WANT TO FIGHT
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Is it not that the Morning Star was the first name of the Lucifer, which later became the Satan?
Makes one to wonder
Did it not happen with that great red poet Vladimir Majakovsky, who was fighting mama, papa and the good Lord and all His Angels, ending up shooting himself in the head?
I think it did happen to him
Makes one to wonder

Did it not happen with that great red poet Vladimir Majakovsky, who was fighting mama, papa and the good Lord and all His Angels, ending up shooting himself in the head?
I think it did happen to him

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Compulsion
Compelling piece and a call to arms, where do I enlist? Great feeling and strength morning star, glad to hear you are the morning star and not lucifer also. Cheers.