Home Of The SlavesA Poem by GZWelcome, to the land of the free. Where freedom is but a shadow overseas. Welcome to lies,deception and rules, regulations,conspiracies and hidden truths. There are no real representatives and none talk for you, the thieves of now days do it legally in suits, and leave plates empty with no sign of food. Welcome, to the home of the braves, where instead of swords people get killed by complaints. Welcome to plots,back stabs and fights, traitors and cheaters, from the streets to the government's highs. Money gets dirty and barcodes get bloody, hands of officials - greedy and filthy, standardized by laws stamping noes. And from 7 blood paved stripes, moreover 6 pure and white, 13 the total - to now 50 and 1 lies. That's no land of the free, more land of the taxes and fees, no home of the braves, more home of the false and slaves. © 2014 GZ |
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Added on May 24, 2014 Last Updated on May 24, 2014 |