Dry injustice looms large
Prowling the lives of men
Ransacking the very breath
That makes men human
Cameras beap low
Leaving off the criminals
But sneaking into the pants
To cut off freedom from patriots
Criminals live large
Walking the corridors of power unrepentant
Seizing and welding the power
That the people own indeed
The air flys dry and low
But green and watery indeed
In the hearts of the few
That dry up the lives of many
In a commonwealth
And I wonder and ponder aloud
If war is indeed an option
For I better die fighting for freedom
Than die in the chains of a fellow mortal.
Is War an option?
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