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Democracy Kills

Subjects queue for choices less seldom sewn seeds ready to sprout, fleeting moments of freedom, governments consumed in filth and grout. Primordial resistance prepares, soldiers wait and scout, democratic fulfillment dares, shattered peoples, voices shout. Tortured by feelings of trust fortunes for elitists to flout. Contrariety of notions reflect, streets abandoned, emptied of clout, misdealt and sorrowful hearts misled, fallen foes, voices pout. (fledgling nations, North Africa)

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Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 7/18/2012 9:08:00 AM

Congratulations on your poem making it through round one of the PoetrySoup International Poetry Contest. I wish you the best in the finals Gerald. Love, Carol

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 7/20/2011 5:37:00 AM

I have read your poetry today and in my mind it is an interesting piece Gerald. I will return again soon to read more of your writings. Love, Carol

Stephen Parker

Date: 7/19/2011 5:24:00 PM

The irony is that the peoples in a democracy retain the right to protest corruption. The brand of democracy you describe is a socialist democracy. The small patrician, monied class doles out the majority of resources amongst themselves, then allocates the trite remnant to the masses.