Get A Grip

Get a grip,
I’m told
on this
mindless, conformity bar
iron brittle and sharp
running red with blood revolution’s start-
get a grip,
keep the shape,
tow the line
obey the state, without question-
or query or contrary thought to lessen-
your grip,
on sanity apathy’s bar
keeping you from whirling
in changes current, hurling
people and places down progress’s rocky stream
towards the future so-
get a grip, stay right where you are
or let it slip lose yourself, cling not to the past.

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