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$40,000,000.00? For What?
Contributed by
newewe
on
Monday, 24th January 2005 @ 04:17:44 PM in AEST
Topic:
political
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$40,000,000.00? For What?
From the desks of fools and fomented minds Words, phrases and metaphor of trivial worth The patchwork dispatch to the plebian state And through this print into homes and street Has merit inception in study alone As institute condones the paper and words Is all devoured, scorched and stained What those of might wish us to be?
The funds of spoil and pillaged wage Prevail bove liberty, freedom and home Directives where and how to spend But given those in whom gave trust Hath the blackest campaigns Been exposed to the light
In chambers silent and words exchanged Self ordained masters of that which should be And freedom fades into all that is gray Tones and no shades nor black nor white Subjective to all that should not be such So simple the preference of hearts guiding hand Yet cranial pummeled into final submit And numbers of ayes outweigh the heart
As natives, mothers and sons disappear Whilst tending remote for to not miss a show And battles in vain for the glory of one To instill in archives a legend so bland And timeline reveals not a blip or a scratch From the sands of despair and valleys of waste Emerges the truth and what principle lost
A wave of such power when least be aware Devours the lives, homesteads and fields Where culture exists on the whim of a few Of torment and anguish hope now is gone Tis the verdict decreed one which can be reversed? Think not of this choice as the forge has shut down To cast a new soul wont happen this time.
To consign a value but for only one? Or has the scale of injustice been moved to the right If human and not could be un-muted and heard Would the deaf in the halls be willing or? A smile as the horses parade by the moat Drawbridge secured to repel those of truth Media madness and affair just to see While tears are repeated time after time On palm vanquished shores, not here at home
Defending a paper of cultural choice Imposing ones will to those who care not For dogma is that and unwilling at best To open a door to tradition and faith And not interfere where the table is full Was there a request to come to thy aid? Was there a request to assist in my strife? Was there a request to clean up my home? Did anyone hear these words or retort? Elections of question and disorganized plight Will anyone know of what change will occur?
Somehow the values perhaps and what is Will find their way through prayer and truth Democracy of what, who and how? Were we given the choice celebrate and proclaim That some were deceived and some did not know Were I given the choice of hope or a dance I would surely choose hope As it cannot be torn, burned or soiled A paper once signed but did all have a say? A paper is that and ink fades away But lives, souls and love remain in the heart
To give from the heart is the purest of love Compassion is missing in chambers and votes Were we asked of our input affecting a choice? For history remembers the fool and the vane And those of the ravage shall be redeemed in their hope
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2005-01-24 16:17:44] (Date/Time posted on
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