A THOUGHT ON WHERE WE ARE
(Our government's actions on our freedoms aka the patriot act and other laws they have passed.i am a firm believer in what ben franklin said "those willing to give up some freedom for a little safety deserve nither")
Insanity to the core
Darkness and insipid chores
My dead cat on the floor
An old man drinks at the corner
As I catch a floating feather
These days are getting better
Twisted thoughts flit thru the mind
As I wander thru the daily grind
Out here on societies shorn rind
I dare not lose my view
Or deviate from my oath so true
Must avoid hells flue
Comments I make and cant deny
A part of me is still shy
As my spirit still flys
The old one drinking starts to talk
And those around him visibly balk
And the ignorant start to mock
He tells of days gone by
And of the things our parents tried
The things for which they vied
He rambled on an on for some time
Looking about as if one of us was going to shine
And no longer toe the line
My mind whispered things to me
That this man knew more than he professed to see
And was talking with a hidden glee
He stopped suddenly and looked about
Then started to shout
Pointed at a man and screamed THE GOVERRNMENTS SNOUT!
A small man stared back incredulous
In askance he said whets this!
I am not the government's proboscis
But then with a grin on his face he said: now listen
And as he spoke his brow glistened
To home with you all he said or you will be listed
At that all the sheep true shuffled off like the sheep they be
And he looked at me
As I placed my back against a tree
I smiled at the little man bureaucrat
Thinking to myself so this is a human rat
I shall be my best cat
He stared at me hard as if his eyes were a threat
And said loudly you dare to take my bet?
His eyes shown fear when mine they met
The little man knew he had met a man that thought free
And that could cause him to be chased up a tree
One who would gather forces on the levee
The people tire of the governments actions
I said to gage his reaction
And belief in bureaucratic action
He said: enough will listen
And the others will go to prison
For we enter a new season
He started babbling at this point
About our safety and governments might
And how most won't miss their rights
He is a believer in power
A sheepdog who shuns liberties flower
Just talking to him makes me want to shower
So now I know I must choose; be a sheep or be free
I choose freedom even if it means me hanging from a tree
Come join me we will make a stand on the levee
If you hide you get what you deserve
Only you can get up the nerve
Stand up yell and be heard
And if you don't I wont hear you whine
I will be hanging from that tree your lost freedoms sign
As like a sheep with bowed head you dine
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