Post Modern Enlightened

I've been stuck in a post-modern theorist ennui.
A world with anything that required nothing,
no motivating forces to push,
no love to fight for,
whats a rebellion against nothing?
whats a fight against the air?
Have I only been a fighter so I could fight
These lost feelings of a bygone age,
an age of pain and suffering,
where the elite can hope for something better.
Still theres violence across the world,
An invasion of Georgia that doesn't approach Atlanta
Millions dead in Africa,
Hundreds punshied in the Middle East
Revolutions that need to be over turned



The revolution will not happen,
there will be no televised violence,
no picket lines erupting,
deaths in the street will be minimal.
There will be a whimpering,
as the working class gets fatter,
the upper class richer,
and the middle class stops caring.
With so many problems,
so many options,
where does one begin?
To fix the middle east,
to end unemployment,
the death of the enviroment.
Karl Marx never saw union bosses,
colluding with corporate warlords.
Keynes never saw governments,
being led by idol winners.


Death is the prettiest part of life,
not in the dark gothic light.
Death is a promise of change.
A promise that no tyrant is immortal
was the most beautiful of gifts.
It means that everything is transient,
And puts a period at the end.
Gives a reason to fight,
even a reason to die.
Death gives life meaning.