Ant Smith

All poems

Flag burning

I'm gonna burn your flag from compassion not from hate
I'm gonna help you sever ties, to your master state
Symbols only signify the lowest of mistakes
Allegiance to a logo is the prerogative of fakes

I'm gonna smash the presses to set free a deeper truth
The printed word is a lie encased in leather tombs
The learned academics all fear they need a proof
But it's not the things you say, it's the things you try to do

I'm gonna sharpen axes and other blunted tools
I'm gonna prick the hearts of many a damn fool
Life is in creating a trouble for the few
Not in incubating the shit they offer you