Chris G. Vaillancourt Poet I do not know?

Freedom

Freedom. Freedom.
Oh dear Lord what
is happening to the
true north strong and free?

Police lined up with anger,
defending the fascist state.
Politicians
hiding behind vast
walls of glass and concrete.

Voices of opposition silenced
by the thugs of hate.

Lines of mounted terrorists
enforcing military rule.
Signs of desperate smoke-screens
that the liars have blown.

You have the right to speak up,
but only if you agree.

With sticks and stones in hand
the government speaks its mind. 

Freedom. Freedom.
Oh dear Lord what
is happening to the
true north strong and free?

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Chris G. Vaillancourt June 27, 2010 at 1:02 PM Thank you Katie, assuming you know the poem is about events in Canada:-)

Sara Kendrick June 27, 2010 at 12:24 PM I especially like the fifth stanza...Keep the creative pen flowing..Sara