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Dear Obedience

from He Found Brick Inedible by MOTHER TAREKA

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Dear Obedience,
sorry for shifting the power axis, but the people can no longer be bothered.
You've become that senile father,
and father-knows-best molestations have been unveiled for what they truly are.
While trying to focus on being loyal,
the peasants no longer knew what for they toiled,
who they were focused for, nor on,
nor can they tolerate your prisons and
the syncopated rhythms of your smacks upside the heads, oppressing them with your jazz.
For every mountain-top that stood unclaimed
in you kingdom, there remained a freeborn that said NO!
An anarchist that didn't want to blow things up,
but did just so through her shear will to survive.

Dear obedience,
sorry for shifting the axis so far left,
that you variables are no longer valid.
they barely made sense to begin with.
I cant help but hysterically laugh when you're interrupted mid sentence.
You and the academy have conspired for long enough,
too many child labourers have paid for you yachts.
too few dreams got to see daylight.
too many recycled plastic filtered water bottles have cooled you down on your daily morning jog.
too many polished their boots and rifles.
too many have lived in one collective consciousness called SIR YES SIR!
Demolished houses, reclaimed mortgages, and broken homes had to make your numbers right.
Even your rigid digits, so golden and theoretical,
have mocked you by fluctuating un-explainably,
as if to remind you that you won't be able to take them with you when you're gone.

Dear Obedience,
River Styx knows no math, no dollar signs, euros, yens, cowrie shells, forced work contracts.
the stagnant breathing of a generation of disenchanted factory conveyor belt human slaves
has aligned with the breathing of the moon,
the heaving of the tides.
The air pressure inside your steel mill hall
has reached that unmistakable tipping point.
The walls are about to pop like gum balloons
that a child has stretched too thin.
River styx knows no math, no dollar signs,
euros, yens, cowrie shells...
only consequence of action. cotton fields,
cheap clothes, cheaper toys,
pipelines, and cola.

The mountain will still be there, the peasants will evolve.
and you, Dear Obedience, will most definitely dissolve.
DISSOLVE!

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from He Found Brick Inedible, released July 24, 2011

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Mother Tareka Hamilton, Ontario

Sax blasting, flute tooting, loop-pedal pumping MC Mother Tareka is a Syrian Palestinian artist, and an adopted Hamilton son. Tarek makes powerful Jazz Arabesque Afrobeat Funk HipHop music, and is musically known for his energetic live band arrangements, and intense political messages. ... more

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