hell of the upside-down sinners

i’m debating anarchy
with someone who will never
know hunger, past due bills or
how the hateful slap of a nightstick feels
quote me all the Marx and Nietzsche you want
that doesn’t make the lead in tenement walls
turn into bouquets of bullets for the oppressors
until you have been on the front lines
until you’ve stared down wolves with whips
and serge blue uniforms
and let your voice be a dragon
you cannot speak
about fighting
in the hell of the upside down sinners
we call corporate society
and it would be best if you learned to fight
as if you didn’t have a heaven to go back to.