Syd Floyd Poet Sonnet

Land of the Free

Staring on with empty sight,
our eyes can See, but they are blind.
We praise the Virtues of our Might,
and end the Freedom of our Mind.
Our hippocritic creed
gives in to Vanity.
Are we really truly Freed?
Descending to Insanity.
Giving in to Avarice,
Driving forward empty Lies,
Fueling Flames of Hate and Vice,
the Flaming, falling deadly skies.
Our mind implodes until we see
past superficiality.

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Jan Harvey February 6, 2009 at 9:48 AM AB, AB, CD, CD It's nice to see a poem that works so well within a meter. Strong words make for a positive subject and hope. Let's not live by other person's standards. Nice. Thank You, Jan