A gun fires,
A body explodes,
And the victim —
Another episode
Of don’t let a good crisis go to waste.

This is the work of our government whores:
Manipulating, stipulating, generating fear
To move the sheep through the cogs gear.

Freedom? A thing long past.
It died with the brave now cast —
In unmarked graves across the land.

What a shame for the lives lost fast.
Protecting a country that never did last.

America — the red, white, and blue;
A hoax coated with the blood of youth
For an idea that the elite could not do,
As power was all that they understood.

Goodbye my American pie,
Thank you for a false alibi
Of the freedom I tried in disguise,

From the Book

FIRESTORM, When History is Erased

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Freedom by K. Saitta
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