I don't often post my own poetry here, but all these years of degradation of our government and social systems, with the current apathetic nature of Americans as a whole and many around the world, sometimes someone needs to speak up and re-light the path.
We live in these such times of peace and prosperity.
While the World lies burning at our feet.
Pity our Souls for that which we do not know.
This heaviest of burdens that we do keep.
With our beacon of fire set high upon the sky.
To light hope for all those trodden and weary.
We yet blind our eyes to our sins before us.
Dealing death upon our breaths in such harbor so dreary.
Our waves of grain are stained in such precious blood.
Both set forth by leaders tongue in honor and deceit.
Fighting others civil unrest when our Liberties are steadily sinking.
And our halls of justice weep with wide eye replete.
Treacherous waters in these times we now do sail.
Having lost our hold on our vigilante cause.
We guardians of sacred Liberty have heeded the Pipers call.
Deaf to our Founders living will and chained by modern laws.
There are no Statesmen anymore and the Patriots are all singing Dandy.
Common sense is lost to all and many are just sleeping.
We sit in our homes cozy and warm, lost in purchased fantasy.
While outside at our feet the World is slowly burning.
R. William Holzkopf Jr.
Copyright © 2012 R. William Holzkopf Jr
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