RIVERS RUN DRY - cycle of survival | Текст песни

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• RIVERS RUN DRY
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like dogs on chains
who serve their master for food
day after day
to our bosses we obey

with economic hierarchy
the product slips out of our hands
they turn goods into money
to redistribute it in an unequal way

they entertain us, lull us to sleep
of our energy, they are in need
they govern us, our religion thy preach
of our creativity, they are in need

they want people
who like dogs on their chains
that serve their master for food
to their bosses they obey

A world divided into dominating and dominated (groups of) people is unjust by its’ nature. We have to question the “divine” right of exploiters (be them kings, politicians, industrialists, bosses and etc) to make use of other people’s physical strength, time, creativity for their very own interest. Institutions, such as democratic governments, “national culture”, armed forces, police, organized religion or in some cases even science only help to maintain this distinction between those who only enjoy the fruits of human labour and the ones who produce, but cannot enjoy them.
DIY communities often realize policies based on the equity of all participating members. They organize protests and manifestations, community kitchens, they set up shows, libraries, fairs and markets, they run youth or cultural centers, they occupy buildings and use them for non-profit goals, some release records, publish books, some hold work-shops and share what they have learned etc. Each of the examples above are somehow contradict to capitalist rationality, thus often has to fight the capitalist (for profit) equivalents. Do not let them disappear, fight for what is just! No gods, No leashes, No masters!

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