You are so deeply deceived as they maintain your slumber.
Government dirty hand in your mattress to plunder.
Media servant serpents betray their position of trust,
Ruthless agenda to manipulate, causing free speech to rust.
Our dear Constitution, you were created to protect the innocent.
Forefathers ensured the time capsule scroll of freedom was sent.
Yet as wise their intent and as precious their words will always be,
Today white ghost tyrants of terror heavily enslave us with fear.
The Ghost House is a lost soul haunted with obsessive greed.
Preoccupied with back end instructions that demand their feed.
Amendments to The Amendments slowly digress the nation.
Liberty silently sinks, who will defend her gross indignation?
Abuse of stolen power stirs every awakened soul to weep.
As smiling assassins chillingly rock the rest of us to sleep.
Dark shadows shape shift in heritage stained glass windows,
Of The Ghost House waiting to be reclaimed and renamed.
Feel free to add your verse to this poem!
Comment by quantumevolver — March 2, 2007 @ 12:33 am |
Nice blog!
Comment by Livette — April 17, 2007 @ 4:45 am |