perhaps I should seek medication
locked up or expelled from my Nation?
I recognize no manly 'authority' over me
I do know my inherent rights providing liberty
a great equalizer of men is the gun in my pocket
fully loaded and I don't lock it
I wouldn't dream of harming peace givers
but whoa unto him who to us pain delivers
free to be me, free to roam
in mountains or sea
treatly all equally
as i do for them
what i do for me
solve all of our problems with fairness
ignoring parasitical-political unawareness
all must win, none can suffer
The Golden Rule is our buffer!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem