Analysis of Resist, it's not futile!
Deceitful despots master new ways,
To coerce and break more people.
Heaven help those, who raise their voice,
Fight back, and not be sheeple.
They'll amputate you like a sick limb,
To halt you spreading banned ideas.
Not long ago you may have been praised,
Yet now attacked, with active measures.
"Resistance futile, comply now",
They'll sick their hounds barking.
Secret police serve masters well,
Bankrupt and leave you starving.
Once undesirable you've become,
Heroic deeds summarily forgotten,
For standing up, speaking your mind,
Tossed out, deprived of income.
Essential you're only as serfs,
Cheered on with vacuous catchphrases,
So heavier burdens you will bear,
They'll put you through your paces.
While giving all, perform selfless deeds,
Man frontlines, and forge forward.
They'll suck you dry, ignore your needs,
Then beat the unbending downward.
Our country lives, and is made strong,
Through Americans' daily struggles,
With hearts and souls, the working class.
Abused by no class, elitist scoundrels.
Their need to rule spreads like disease,
Much worse than any virus.
And those with eagerness to please,
Lick master's boots ... blind puppies.
To rulers, you're useful, while you serve,
Don't question, keep head down.
Obey the edicts of the dimly lit,
Grin stupidly and dare not frown.
Living your life and being free,
Pursuing ways to be happy.
This sticks in craw of the upper crusts,
Servants must be kept needy.
From history most rarely learn,
Yet it would teach all plenty,
Oppression always wells from those,
Craving the reigns of country.
Purges of the yesteryear are here,
Destroying those with courage,
Tormentors rule, divide, disdain.
Fighting for rights, strongly discouraged.
But calloused fist, of those oppressed,
Will strike back sooner or later,
So heed the warning, yee who "lead",
Your fates, from heights will crater.
Scheme | ABXB XXXX XCXC DXXD XAXX EFEF XGXG HXHH XIXI JJXJ XJXJ XXXX XKXK |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (62%) |
Metre | 01011011 10101110 10111111 110111 11011011 111101010 110111111 110111010 01010011 111110 10011101 1001110 10100101 01010100010 11011011 110111 01011011 1111001 110010111 1111110 110101101 110110 11110111 1101010 101010111 101001010 11010101 0111101010 11111101 1111010 01110011 1101110 110110111 110111 0101010101 11000111 10110101 01011110 110110101 1011110 11001101 1111110 0101111 1001110 10101011 0101110 1010101 101110010 11011101 11110110 11010111 1111110 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,838 |
Words | 297 |
Sentences | 23 |
Stanzas | 13 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 52 |
Letters per line (avg) | 29 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 114 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 23 |
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Written on October 13, 2021
Submitted by RosenkrantzA on October 13, 2021
Modified by RosenkrantzA on October 30, 2021
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