Everything Is Not As It Seems
Back in '63,
I remember vividly,
only 6 years old,
and watching our
black and white tv,
showing Lee Harvey Oswald
being escorted down the hall,
handcuffed and under arrest,
when out of the blue
Jack Ruby walks up and
shoots him in the chest,
I was little, but knew in my heart
that there should have been
better security and
that dead men can't talk...
then growing up
with the Vietnam War,
still wonder to this day,
what that war was really all about,
and was it all based on money,
especially when I shop for a top,
and see that most of
the clothes are made
in some Vietnamese sweatshop,
hearing people go over
there even for a vacation,
I doubt that its people
who grew up in my generation...
then comes 9/11,
with all the buildings
coming down,
I believe they were detonated,
and that is why when they fell,
they pancaked to the ground,
thousands of innocent people,
burned alive, some jumping
from windows 100 stories high,
you just keep asking,
why, oh why?…
could it all be, just another cover up,
when they smile on tv
and then sweep everything under the rug?
Now all these recent shootings,
at all these different places,
you don't know if its real or not,
or if its a black flag operation,
alls I know is that everything
is not as it seems,
even though its like a very bad dream,
they can't pull the wool over my eyes,
seems to me they want to get rid
of many of our constitutional rights,
and like a detective I like to investigate...
especially when the news comes on
and comes across as fake!
Addendum: This Memorial Day I thank all
the brave men and women who fought in
all of our wars, although to this day I still
wonder what some of them were really
all for? God bless the U.S.A.!
Copyright © Cheryl Hoffman | Year Posted 2016
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