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[aid] => Mick
[title] => a thought on where we are
[time] => 2003-03-19 10:05:00
[hometext] => a poem about how i feel about patriot act and its planned succesor patriot act 2
[bodytext] => A THOUGHT ON WHERE WE ARE
(Our government’s actions on our freedoms) 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 fly’s 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 STR 3-17-03 10:41PM [comments] => 4 [counter] => 271 [topic] => 41 [informant] => arakrune [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => political )
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