Ode to Anarchy I believed in you For many a youthful year. Now, I'm not so sure. When some Muslim nuts Started blowing things up, I knew this had to be controlled Even though it was just America's collective karma That the Trade Towers went down. I had to live through The chaos in New York City For several months after And I don't even drive a car. Peaceful anarchy, you were my aim When I was under forty. What I got was An angry mess, no thanks to Marx. So I've put Bakunin Back in his box Of the past. And now I just hope for the world's angers To be controlled, Including war, The worst anarchy ever produced yet By organized humanity and its machines. Still, I miss loving you, anarchism. Once you seemed To hold all the answers To political questions
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