The Bell Tolls.....

With heavy heart now missing a beat,
and eyes swollen shut from tears.
Saying good-bye is never easy,
to a life known for many, many years.

The Bell Tolls.....

Remember Washington, Adams, Franklin,
and signers of our solemn Declaration.
Now being muddied, completely disregarded,
a pox on all for this abomination.

The Bell Tolls.....

A simple experiment never tried before,
completely erased by the click of a pen.
Now mankind herded like mere animals,
at the mercy of the new plantation den.

The Bell Tolls.....

The underlying cause of ridding King George,
was from the tyranny imposed on us all.
Oh where are the leaders to step to the plate,
listen to our pleas, hear the distant call.

The Bell Tolls.....

Our once proud country slowly dies,
painfully tortured by one hundred strokes.
The air we breathe, the abode for cover,
a tax on exhale for all us folks.

The Bell Tolls.....

Doctors we see, medicine sanctioned,
not to worry the plantation will decide.
Too old, sick, not working, unproductive,
who is helped, who is pushed aside.

The Bell Tolls.....

Living a do not resuscitate lifestyle,
television viewing, no power, lights dim.
Internet czars, telephone czars,
scales in restaurants now food a whim.

The Bell Tolls.....

Supermarkets closing one at a time,
not enough for the populous to go around.
Cap and trade coming down the pike,
running what is left well below ground.

The Bell Tolls.....

What will you do, how will you explain,
you had it all and willingly gave away.
Circle your calendar, this day in history,
look to your children what you will say.

The Bell Tolls.....

Written by:
Karen Palumbo
Photography "NOT" by:
Robert Palumbo
12/21/2009 © All rights reserved