Kill Your Masters
It already been said,
what we want to say.
To the land of the free,
to the home of the brave
Decisions you’ve made
means more of the same.
Heritage leads and
Revenge is his game.
This is not a charade
it's a callous retreat.
A failure to change
with the times, to the beat.
His aims and ideals
are all full of holes.
an irrational belief
in unreasonable goals.
Division and lies
Do not give you change.
Hatred and walls
Do not make you great.
Malice and walls
Do no t make you free.
You opened the door
Now get on your knees.
Copyright © Hb Leahy | Year Posted 2016
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