I am not a Label

[Max]

The world is splitting, shattering around me and you
Even this great nation is splitting itself in two
Between the godless and believers, between red and blue
It seems that labeling each other is all we know how to do

I voted for Obama, and am split between Jew and Atheist
But I am a great many things, I am so much more than this
If you were to flirt with my eighteen-year old little sis’
You would find before you an absolutely ruthless fascist
Where words fail you, and you get to negotiate with my fist
I am composed of so many different parts and ideas, you see
Everything from heated rage and anger, to silence and subtlety
I’m relatively conservative with guns, and also the death penalty
But if you decide to throw your religious beliefs on top of me
Then you’ll find me as far left and hostile as a Cold War Soviet
See, when ideas are forced on people, the result is intellectual death
FORCE YOUR IDEAS, and I’ll dismantle your masquerade ‘til nothing’s left
I promise you’ll walk away from me feeling nothing but solemn regret
When you meet the Devil, tell him who sent you: a name you won’t forget

It’s deception that I hate with my heart, and truth that I must stand up for
This is why I love the troops, but hate oil companies and the Iraq War
See, by raping the Middle East we’ve opened up Hell’s waiting doors
The Crusaders of today are modern Templars, fighting Arabs and Moors
Despite this leftist stance, I actually think that war is good in principle
Sad to say, but I think for mankind’s survival it may well be pivotal
For how overrun would our planet be today if the world was always pacifist?
Such a dreadful state of affairs that my logic has lead me down a path like this

I’d rather make love than war, and I’d trade a grenade for a kiss
But on occasion, it pays to roll up the sleeves and bloody your fists
The world is filled with serpents in the grass during times like this
Should I encounter one in person, know that I would end its existence

Calm down a bit Max, time to catch your breath now
Life is short, at any time you could meet death now
I must pump the breaks, breathe deep, and slow down
Before my head’s in the clouds, and my body in the ground
I hope you all enjoyed getting to know me a bit better
Just know that I am me, and I will be now and forever

I am not a label
Sweep that idea under the table
This life’s just a joke, the simple world is a fantasy
Sorry to ruin your Disney fable
Welcome to the real world, and welcome to reality

[Harklight]

This is powerful, Max. Though I'm with you all the way about not being labelled, you've even written fluently the few parts that I don't agree with. Good rhythm, thought flow and the piece is easily read. I like that you'd stand up for your little sis' (whover she is) and "It’s deception that I hate with my heart, and truth that I must stand up for". A lot of thoughtful ideas here. *Bravo!
Gosh, if we agreed on everything, some people might call me a "Maxist" *lmao

[polonius]

Yes, Max, we do have to accept a lot of labels that often seem to contradict each other. It is very hard to get through even a short period without being accused on inconsistency. I think the world has changed too rapidly in that respect in the last 60 years since World War II; but any reflective person has always been tortured by inconsistencies in his own life, and, as Friedrich Nietszche observed, it is only the reflected life that is worth living.

[Jamie~poetshare.forumotion.com]

You know, I didn't even notice the rhyme in this, I was so intent on reading the message here. Quite a few powerful lines, like

It’s deception that I hate with my heart, and truth that I must stand up for

So should we all.

On Labels: I couldn't agree more. On the "about" page of my 1st blog, it used to say (heh, still says, I just checked):
It’s all about the labels. Everyone wants to define me: conservative, liberal, perverted, puritanical, optimistic, delusional, funny, or whatever suits their paradigm. That's the problem with thinking critically; people want to try and fit you into a "box" so they can understand you easily, instead of really trying to understand you.

Powerful words, Max. *exalt*