Poetry – What Makes a Goon?

What Makes a Goon?

What makes a goon?

Strutting in uniforms

With body armour and masks.

What makes a goon?

Behind their shields

With their guns and batons.

What makes a goon?

Following orders

Mindlessly dispensing violence.

What makes a goon?

Arm of the State

Merchants of terror.

What makes a goon?

Beating heads

Stiffling protest.

What makes a goon?

Teargas and bullets

Terror and power

What makes a goon?

Mindless zombies

Faceless thugs.

What makes a goon?

Expressionless

Emotionless.

What makes a goon?

Instruments of tyranny

Never questioning.

What makes a goon?

Unquestioning

Vehicles of oppression.

What makes anybody want to give up their individuality, their ability to reason, and become an enemy of the people?

Opher – 7.9.2020

These faceless men in uniform are merely obeying orders. They do as they are instructed, without question.

Perhaps they should start to question a lot more?

But their training in one long session of brain-washing – follow instructions, obey, do not think. You are a machine. You are a goon – a vehicle of the state.

You cannot question authority. They are always right.

Thus dictator after dictator, tyrant after tyrant, is propped up by mindless goons.

Poetry – What Makes a Goon?

What Makes a Goon?

What makes a goon?

Strutting in uniforms

With body armour and masks.

What makes a goon?

Behind their shields

With their guns and batons.

What makes a goon?

Following orders

Mindlessly dispensing violence.

What makes a goon?

Arm of the State

Merchants of terror.

What makes a goon?

Beating heads

Stiffling protest.

What makes a goon?

Teargas and bullets

Terror and power

What makes a goon?

Mindless zombies

Faceless thugs.

What makes a goon?

Expressionless

Emotionless.

What makes a goon?

Instruments of tyranny

Never questioning.

What makes a goon?

Unquestioning

Vehicles of oppression.

What makes anybody want to give up their individuality, their ability to reason, and become an enemy of the people?

Opher – 7.9.2020

These faceless men in uniform are merely obeying orders. They do as they are instructed, without question.

Perhaps they should start to question a lot more?

But their training in one long session of brain-washing – follow instructions, obey, do not think. You are a machine. You are a goon – a vehicle of the state.

You cannot question authority. They are always right.

Thus dictator after dictator, tyrant after tyrant, is propped up by mindless goons.

Poetry – I Make War!!

I Make War!!

I fire bullets.

                I fire rockets.

                                I drop bombs.

                                                Lives in my pockets.

I plan wars.

                I give orders.

                                I send troops

                                                Across borders.

I kill children.

                I rape girls.

                                I destroy.

                                                The game unfurls.

I’m the leader,

                I make rules,

                                Setting targets

                                                For the fools.

I make love.

                I make law.

                                Power and greed.

                                                I make war!

Opher – 31.3.2022

Without the goons there would be no war. The tyrants make the rules and direct the troops. The mindless zombies carry out the wishes. They shoot, they rape and kill. The despots treat us like fools.

Poetry – The Time Comes

I wrote this two years ago.

The Time Comes

Dictators fall.

Even tyranny has its limits.

Like a pressure cooker

With the heat turned up –

Something gives.

Oppression creates fear

But fear can rapidly change to fury

When a certain point

Is reached.

People crowd the streets

Encased in teargas clouds,

Facing down

The faceless goons.

Shields are thumped.

Adrenaline flows.

Rubber bullets fly.

Trained robots charge.

Batons thud on heads.

But if the people are united,

Determined and resolute

The regime falls.

Opher – 17.8.2020

No dictatorship lasts forever. Sooner or later they have to answer for the atrocities they have committed.

Thankfully we have the United Nations and international courts.

The tyrants and dictators, the torturers and warlords, can be brought to justice.

They are answerable for their crimes.

Regimes fall and those in the wrong are held to account!

Poetry – Following Orders

Following Orders

Just following orders

In their crisp uniforms.

For a career and a paycheque

They’d sell their vey souls.

Without mindless goons

Doing what they’re told,

Obeying all commands,

Carrying out their roles.

No tyrant can hold power,

No despot gain control,

No fascist power

Can ever reach its goal.

Just following orders.

Opher 29.1.2021

Everywhere I look around the world I see evil people and draconian laws being propped up by a bunch of faceless riot soldiers in helmets and body armour, clutching guns and batons, firing tear gas and water cannon, firing bullets, beating people senseless.

Everywhere I look they are dragging off bloodied protestors into trucks, into jails, into torture chambers and graves.

They put on their uniforms and lose their minds.

Fela Kuti called them zombies.

They are worse than that – I think they enjoy the power, the freedom to be brutal.

Every dictator is dependent on their armies of goons – just following orders.

Poetry – The Time Comes

The Time Comes

 

Dictators fall.

Even tyranny has its limits.

Like a pressure cooker

With the heat turned up –

Something gives.

 

Oppression creates fear

But fear can rapidly change to fury

When a certain point

Is reached.

 

People crowd the streets

Encased in teargas clouds,

Facing down

The faceless goons.

 

Shields are thumped.

Adrenaline flows.

Rubber bullets fly.

Trained robots charge.

Batons thud on heads.

 

But if the people are united,

Determined and resolute

The regime falls.

 

Opher – 17.8.2020

Poetry – Who are the Goons??

Who are the Goons??

 

Who are the goons?

The Zombies?

The mindless men in uniform

Who carry out the tyrant’s will?

 

Who are the thugs

Who follow the orders

To beat and shoot their own people?

 

Who are the torturers,

The Stormtroopers

And snatch squads??

 

The ones who enable the evil?

Who perpetuate fear and terror?

Who enjoy the power?

 

How do they become such heartless goons?

 

Do they think?

Do they feel?

Have they not got minds of their own?

Were they born

Machines of the state?

Or did they just grow mean?

 

Without the goons

Tyranny is powerless.

So who makes the goons?

 

Opher – 17.8.2020