Epitaph 


Awaken the giant again

Legendary country once free

Now in bondage

The captors fees

A bitter pill to swallow

For the men of inequality

A stagnation of progress

The politicians plant these seeds

Proven to the world

To hault any tyranny

But slowly they invaded

Dire straights for democracy

The powerful wicked

Care not for the people indeed

Wolves in Sheep clothing

Descend upon us and feed

Men of great distinction

Whom once led the land

Are no longer with us, no direction

As we sink our heads in the sand

A socialistic populace

Has no incentive and becomes lost

Controlled by the man

Now burdened by the cost

The Liberty we sacrifice

Giving in to our generated fears

The masters that divide us

At the expense of our children’s tears
DCG

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