A gun fires,
A body explodes,
And the victim —
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,
Freedom by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse