I do not go gently into that good night

 I do not go gently into that good night

The system has robbed me off all of the light

I don't know how much there is left in me of 'fight'

Don't tell me don't tell me to look to the light

I have no control over what people think of me

I just live my life with my full authenticity

I don't hide I don't veil I am what you see

The result of trauma of disorder of suicidality

I cannot tell you what's wrong or what's right

But I can feel in my heart when the night takes the light

When prejudice prevails and evil incites

Don't tell me don't tell me to look to the light

I rage against the dying of the light

 

I rage against the dying of the light

But my hands are tied,

My words are silenced

 

I see no tunnel, and therefore no light

The night consumes

The darkness blanketing

 

Do not go gently into the good night

I will not I assure you

But this night is not good

 

This night is imposed

Prejudiced preconceptions

Character assassination

 

This fog, this mist, this smog endless

Externally generated

Not nature intended

 

Rage rage with nowhere to go

Rage rage at lies and waffle

Rage rage against the system

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Helpless crying rage
Judgy words on a page
prejudice all around
preconceptions tie and bound

Abuse from all directions
wanton misinformation
wither human compassion
awful awful situation