Last Liberal

A lone bee,
a room womb tomb
Isolated no personal
cell call silence
No personal emails
to ponder over
Four walls close in,
straight jacket tight
Then CPR lets out
sighs surviving
Last Liberal
defending Democracy
Religious dogma
must defeat Independence
Flock must comply,
come back to roost.

Invisible walls,
invisible locks,
coffin of sorts
Being buried
Alive being inside,
an invisible jail cell
What crime is it
to open closed
mind frames
Who are compliant
complicit
conformist clones.

Picture a Church
in America,
in the HeArt of Ohio.
Wherein Ohio
you will find;
The Circle,
The Center,
The Compass
and The Spokes
(Tallmadge).
In the middle of this,
this Church steeple
stands stellar.
It Shows that
in every direction
The Center of America
is indivisible,
and encompasses
The Circle,
not to be broken.
That in The Compass,
We as Americans,
use The Spokes
to unite us,
with communication flowing
in and out,
to The Center of United States
binding together as neighbors,
family, friends, and Country.

What crime be it
To Love these
United States of America
Who God blessed US with
The Freedom to question
Insight Our own owned souls
Those who rule
dominant over US
As Morticians,
be elected Politicians
Who have forsaken US
“We The People”
Who elected them
So they will choose lambs
Who can vote and follow.
Gerrymandering a minority
In select choreographed majority
Selecting who is entitled.
But mostly -
Who is naught - To Be.

Womb tomb room
RIP Van Winkle lays fetal
Naught yet Liberal
fatal prone
Living the American Dream
Found only inside closed eyes
As one wakes to eat, drink,
dew pee mists and shits
Oh, I know you Puritanical
You can label this obscene
That is why I am in
Time Out
Sleeping my life
Wasting away my future
Naught Too Bee
Buried soon the
For ever and then
even more
hereafter
Will Headstone inscribe
Last Liberal

(Bet you, you cannot call me, email me, contact me; because they made Liberals and Democracy indivisibly - invisible.)

HeArtMosphere Poet