Franklin Speck

(Moberly, Missouri, USA)

The Torment Land

Where are all The heroes. A child to be proud of
The institution of Marriage. Lies buried in twisted love
Where all The Leaders. Where character was a must
Where a handshake and a Word. Was a solemn Trust
The code of Liberty is covered. Prayer is now banned
is there any hope. For this torment land. The constitution lies buried. On a forgotten shelf
There is no such thing as neighbor. Everyone for himself
scale's of Justice are covered. With sheets of deceit
Every home is a prison

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