Praising people with empty words and hardened hearts,
pretending that all is well here at the Senior Center
when it's not.
Taking matters into our own hand and hearts, finding
our freedom and waving our flags of patriotism against
all the socialists and communists prying into our lives.
Wanting no part of their agendas, leaving them in the
ditches they've dug for themselves with their depravity
and sinful political correctness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Praising in empty hands definitely hardens hearts. Finding our freedom and waving our flags of patriotism is definitely amazing. A very thought provoking poem shared here.10