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,
Goodbye.
From the Book
FIRESTORM, When History is Erased
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“Firestorm,” a collection of poems and short essays that take you on a political journey, traveling through past events into the present day. Paperback Available on Amazon.
