Inspired By: Charlie Chaplin’s Speech in ‘The Great Dictator’

The Crown is a ruck of busy bodies, necks
crooked with materialism: wrecked by
power-driven minds, kindness in rewind.
I’d like to help everyone – man, woman,
black man – white. We live by people’s

happiness, not sadness – there’s room for
everyone, a lifestyle free from fights for
love and the Earth’s fruits, but we have lost
the way, allotting numbers to our worth.

Greed has tainted our souls, in jails controlled
by hate, knock-kneed in civil unrest and warfare:
We’re happy robots driving fast cars but our
minds minds minds, are behind bars.

The internet provokes cynicism – with wired
attire like Xavier’s Cerebro: life is violent,
lost to technology – things that bring out
humanity’s resourcefulness, victims of a
system that tortures – Rothschild

Murdoch, Rockefeller: families who thrive
on public chaos, fear of human progress.
Puppeteers die, and power will return to
the people – liberty won’t perish…

Ha, that’s wishful thinking: Dulce –
No – Decorum – No – Pro patria mori.
The Man despises us, and thus oppression
continues to condition us like cattle with

machine minds, machine hearts. No, we
are people with love in our souls: only
The unloved hate – Power To The People!
Make it free and beautiful.

A brave new world, no Winston Smith, no
Big Brother – a chance to build something
good together – a gateway to fight back
against corporate oversight, as dictators

handcuff brains to corporations. Do
away with invisible borders and greed –
fight for a world of reason. In the
name of democracy, I can drink to that.

Hear! Hear!