Gone
Gone
Gone, better way of life that once was true
replaced by dancing lies written on cue.
Gone, decency once citizens choose to enforce
replaced by -do this, for you have no choice!
Now fear, is the tool far too heavily used
for the truth must now be deeply abused.
Now kid- we must tax your lemonade stand
for we are the only high-masters in this land!
And a lone red-hawk finds a burnt-out tree
where once Native Americans roamed so free.
Gone, those that truly honored this great earth
those native people that saw its true worth.
When earth and our kids futures are for sale
It is a safe bet, something has gone to hell!
Rob Lindley
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016
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