The Barons Rebelled

In the squares of the city, In the shadow of a steeple;

By the relief office, I'd seen my people.

As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking,

Is this land made for you and me?

- Woody Guthrie

I love the land.  

I push back against the government.

The Baron's rebelled and held their

wealth.  Not their

land.  The land is under the fingers of

slaves and running through the blood of

Indigenous and it has seeped into

the settlers I

acknowledge (as a settler).

I fight for independence from 

governments who spy and 

prosecute spies like 

Snowden and reject the sovereignty

of nations like Palestine and

incarcerate their own critics like

Bradley Manning and steal taxes and

fair wages from Mexican immigrants after

they moved the border, stealing parts of

Mexico.

I fight for independence from its authority from its

image of just and right.  

I push back.

I love the land.  

I love the land that reached into bodies that

created food and fed us and houses

animals and touches the sky and 

bleeds into the water.

I fight for independence from

the government that waves its colors of

red, white, and blue as an accusation, as bullying, as

obligatory, as blood

My country is earth

no borders

no citizenship

I push back.