Land of the Free
Common people
walk and eat, drive, sleep
unaware of the spirits around them
or the games played by fate
they grow, reproduce
sit in Church
wonder how to pray
but not for long
life instructions:
listen, obey, stay to yourself
if you congregate, police will disperse
don’t be seen as a problem
don’t be a nuisance
sit, do your work, and for God’s sake
keep your mouth shut.
Copyright © Jack Bowman | Year Posted 2010
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