Land Of Poets

Just something that came to me after thinking about the idea of patriotism and exactly what that means to me.

In the land of the free

There is no rhyme,

no reason

Just a constant state of seeking

As they surround us with

drugs, guns, thugs and thieves,

 a constant state of being deceived

Spouting propaganda,

"Be all you can be

and breathe easy"

 

Sweet words

Being spoken

Through these prison bars known as life

Some how they lose their meaning

 

Choking down the polluted air  

I am forced to consume

watching as they draw another chalk line

One more young victim laid to rest

What a waste

 

My head too congested with thoughts

so I forgot to breathe

laying beaten and bleeding

But every scar tells a story

the words remain unspoken

provoking change

to Liberty and Democracy

a current state of Idiocracy

It seems it’s them always mocking me

Them mocking we, The enlighten

We who choose to be

FREE

We who speak out against the hypocrisy

We who walk in the land of poets

 

Pens in hand and words in your souls

On the ready to write about the evil

that plagues the human ego

Hand me the key

and set me free

Take off this blindfold so I can see

exactly who I am supposed to be

Lifting my pen in protest

Letting my voice be heard

to rattle the chains of oppression

As they question

my loyalty

 

But ask me

Ask me if I care

As I bare my fist

and grit my teeth

Picking myself up off this ground

and found

They don’t know the first thing

but you don’t know that

until they take the first swing

Soapbox Soliciting

in the name of free speech

But I don’t dare preach

Being marked as an enemy of the state

Freedom has its price

So go ahead, try the door

it doesn’t matter anymore

because you can sense what has been lost

you can sense what’s at stake

 

Here in the land of the free

There is no rhyme,

no reason

Just a constant state of seeking

Circumstances

and last chances

I’ve already said too much

but I tell something else

 

I love this country

I love this nation

and all of its population

So ask me

Ask me if I care

Author's Note

Just something that came to me after thinking about the idea of patriotism and exactly what that means to me.

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Man Robert you always manage to create vents that make us stand up and think one our feet, hmm thinking seems to be a foreign concept now with so many afraid they will be rididculed for there ideas... it always get me people who believe in freedom of speech until it is something they don't like... I say you only believe in freedom of speech if you can defend the rights of thing you don't care about.

[Jenny Davis]

One of the best poems you have EVER written, Robert! This is tremendous, my friend! WE the true poets stand alone but are together in our quest for peace and justice AND change! Rock on, right on and write on! :-)

[Collie]

I loved reading this and think this is one of those writing that people can feel deep within their own being and want to stand up and cheer. I am always reminded of your passion when I read your writing.

[Jack]

Your writing seems to have such a purpose and powerful meaning. Always insightful

[Papa Smurf]

Your poetic voice is so strong a person can not help but read your words and stop to look at themselves in the mirror and ask themselves "what do you believe in". I am alway so impressed with the way you place yourself out there with no fear of what others might think or say. Keep fighting the good fight.

[Windy]

Wow, this was amazing. Say all that you want dear friend, for it is your right, it is all of our right. some parts of this were so angry and so frustrated yet in the end you said what it's really all supposed to be about. "I love this county, I love this nation and all of it's population" , there are so many lines I would like to quote here but then I would just be wasting space as you have said it already in your writing. Patriotism, I did not really look at that word utnil just now and saw the work "riot" in it, that saddend me. Freedom is a precious thing yet so many take advantage of it, if only they lived in places where there was no such thing they may understand it. Keep that pen in your hand and those words in your soul and let your voice be heard. IT IS YOUR RIGHT, IN THIS LAND OF THE FREE! congratulations my friend on a superb write and message.

[Fran Marie]

A Very well thought out and deeply expressed piece of

poetry~ so nicely penned my friend~Fran Marie

[Dalaina Renee]

Very cool!