Punk,
Hopefully won’t die with me.
A hallowed defiance,
Of authority.
Anarchist roots,
Going back centuries.
Fighting powers that be,
For vaunted utopias.
Ones promised to us in Science Fiction.
Bradbury!
Asimov!
Vonnegut!
Weep,
For this is the slow dying of the light.
We fight for the embers.
Punk, Hopefully Won’t Die With Me.
