Are you almost ready for your freedom yet? That word you heard something about at school? Or Would it be better to silently regret And not resist forgetting what to fight for? (Do we have any freedom in any case Or is that just one of the lies of this place?)
Change is coming and cannot come soon enough Two stolen elections toward dictatorship A soft-bellied junta of mendacity Helps the rich get richer while they ream us rough And they waterboard you for a little lip So now I suppose they will waterboard me
What I want to ask you is do you feel tough Enough to strike back at the oligarchy Or are you just going to sit there and fret About the big lie and huge hypocrisy Which would keep you a slave right into your grave? Are you ready to assert your right to be?
Is your dignity worth your trouble to save Or have you forgotten about being free? Do we have any freedom in any case Or is that just one of the lies of this place? Hey fat cats! I want you to know what I see As you loot the coffers and leave in disgrace:
The land of the free and the home of the brave Will survive you and your pirate's-pillaging But if freedom is ...you will soon hear it ring
Strong clarion call for change, rings clear as a bell - change is coming. Can't get here soon enough - excellent, Steven. I just hope the new administration doesn't carry on the "politics as usual," forgetting whom they serve!!!!
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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God Bless,
Lew
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.