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What's Coming Down
Contributed by
invierno
on
Friday, 25th April 2014 @ 12:35:55 PM in AEST
Topic:
political
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Long before bombs blew to the heat of the sun,
Before germs were created to kill everyone,
Back before motors, with just sail and oars
A group of English arrived on a cold eastern shore.
With plows at the ready, they claimed their new land;
Ripping and tearing to the west from the sand.
Not really caring who stood in their path,
These lovers of freedom let loose their wrath.
Militant minded, with muskets to fore
Natives died by the fire, diseases and more.
Like locust they swept from the Atlantic to west,
Wiping out cultures in their insatiable quest.
With the natives reduced to a pitiable few
The time came to look for conquests anew.
By the words of Monroe, and divine right you see,
They now had their gaze fixed to the seas.
Three hundred years later, with the world in its palm
Rights are abolished with nary a qualm.
These states, long since united as one,
Now seek to place the world neath their thumb.
Through fear and war beating, and the stripping of rights,
This once mighty nation will slip into the night.
And some day, a thousand years hence,
Two Chinese will be sitting on some ancient fence.
Do you remember reading about the US in school?
I do, replied one, but werent they the fools
Who tried to take over the whole world by force?
Yes, he answered, but theyre long gone, of course.
Copyright ©
invierno
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2014-04-25 12:35:55]
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Re: What's Coming Down
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by ladyfawn on
Wednesday, 14th May 2014 @ 05:08:44 PM AEST
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very sad future prediction, maybe we will have a
real president again soon.....
hugs n' love nessa |
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