Sunlight
The darkness begins
and truth is sacrificed
for expediency.
Wihout sunlight
lies become the norm.
Tell us the mushroom cloud is coming,
in the dark we will not see
as cackling laughter
echoes down the halls of deceit.
And then, just apologize
drawing the shades ever tighter.
Institutions of corruption
ever saying ... sorry
ever saying ... don't worry
Uncle Sam won't deny
your inalienable right
to sunlight.
Copyright © Sue Mason | Year Posted 2007
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