I am the bringer of freedom,
Watch out.
There is a need for my kind
of utopia, a need for the upright,
upstanding force of my force,
my taskless, tactless, tenacious
teeth chattering churning of appeasement
on Earth, amen, praise be.
I lock and load in the lotus
position, deep meditation
massaging my cerebral influx
of nocturnal disasters.
I am a lightning storm.
Dance deep.
In time, I will end wars
with the promise of more wars
and I will instruct peace
by breaking into pieces.
Nothing distracts me from my course.
Turn now.
You will watch me climb
from the dream gutter
and dig Shakespearean roots
out of Sexton gardens.
Nothing lets you choose
like my lack of choice.
One way to lead is by love,
another by example.
So I will come with my torch
to reign.
Aim your propaganda at my head
if I aim to be your propaganda.
I am off.
Turn on my light.
How do you want to use me
this time?
Never mind that.
Never mind me at all.
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