Freedom!
FREEDOM! (c) 1969, 2005, 2025 by Russ Dodson
Loving country, not the system,
can I be for a thing
that is not for me?
I can't. That is not for me.
And you?
Freedom!
Where have 'we the people' gone?
I seem to remember somewhere,
some not-so-long-ago:
the right to life, liberty,
pursuit of happiness?
Going, going, gone!
Who has stolen this birthright?
Held it for ransom -
Sold it for profit!
Freedom.
Where lie the greatest profits?
In contraband.
The more illegal the thing,
the greater the demand.
The more illicit things,
the greater the profits.
Who reaps these profits?
What law governs those who reap?
Which laws do they govern?
Freedom?
Where have
'We the People' gone?
Politics - campaigns
shadow plays
performed by strutting puppets
upon the stage of democracy
before fleeced-eyed patrons of the arts
of delusion - deceit.
Who pulls the strings
also pulls the wool.
Who pulls the strings?
Where have 'We the People'
left to go?
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