There is an anger in this land
One that is not to hard to understand.
It comes from a lack of trust
Of those we elected to represent us.
This nation was created as one under God
It was built by workers of the sod,
People from all walks and faiths of life
Coming to a land free of strife.
From the humble beginnings of an early time
When a people who came with a yearning to be free
Throwing off the shackles of tyranny
Established a government elected to represent the many.
As time went on the government grew
Until it reached the point where it was run by a few.
Lost in time was the point of view
That the government is designed to keep the people free.
Full circle we are coming in this land that was free
To once more subjected to a form of tyranny.
Now that banner our forebears flew
Is again unfurled with its message for all to see:
“Don’t tread on me”.