Del a.k.a. Abe Jones
An Independent, Democratic, Republic? ? ? - Poem by Del a.k.a. Abe Jones
Republic = a state in which the supreme power rests in the body of citizens entitled to vote and is exercised by representatives chosen directly or indirectly by them, government by the people.
Democracy = a form of government in which the supreme power is vested in the people and exercised directly by them or by their elected agents under a free electoral system.
Independent = a person who votes for candidates, measures, etc., in accordance with his or her own judgment and without regard to the endorsement of, or the positions taken by, any party.
New World Order (NWO) = 'a worldwide conspiracy being orchestrated by an extremely powerful and influential group of individuals which include many of the world's wealthiest people, top political leaders, and corporate elite, as well as members of the so-called whose goal is to create a One World (fascist) Government, stripped of nationalistic and regional boundaries, that is obedient to their agenda.'
An Independent, Democratic, Republic? ? ?
We have three hundred million choices
From the vast pool of our great land
And how we end up with these fools
Is something, I'll never understand.
We listen to all their boldfaced lies
That the Supreme Court says, is okay
For them to stretch, and twist, and spin
Most every word they have to say.
They will make all kinds of promises
But where has truth and honor gone?
They claim to have high moral standards
While their deceit goes on and on.
They say, they represent the People
They will stand up for what is right
They will say, that they have our back
But stab us, when there is a fight.
They don't really work for the People
But tax most of us all to pay their bills
And when it comes to passing Laws
They add their pork and costly frills.
The lobbyists run our government
With kickbacks, known as donations
Kinda akin to whores and pimps
In their covert, illicit, relations.
The military, industrial, complex
And all those banks who rob us blind
Who seek the, “New World Order”
Where the few, control, all Mankind.
We'll all work for the company store
As most all of us do, already
When they reach their selfish goals
Freedom will be a long, lost, memory.
We can see it everywhere around us
As jobs and wages, disappear
As we go in debt, and pay more
And we get much less, it's very clear.
Companies hire the illegals
To be competitive, they say
The terrorists can walk right in
'Cause that's the American way.
They divide us with party lines
With religions and false belief
They turn brother against brother
And tell us War will bring, relief.
A War has usually been the way
To make economies grow strong
No matter the human suffering
The rich think, they can do no wrong.
Most the politicians play along
As the money slowly, trickles down
They'll say, it's a fight for freedom
And businesses, in their hometown.
The “news” about celebrities
Are the headlines that we read
Concerns about important things
Are the warnings, we won't heed.
Health care and a place to live
Safe food to eat, water to drink
If they enforced our current laws
It would be better, don't you think?
We let them tap our phones and spy on us
As they ignore our Constitution
Saying that they are doing it
To protect, our Freedom's institution.
If we let the elite make the rules
As they tax us into slavery
This life on Earth as we know it
Will be something that used to be.
And, as long as we are led like sheep
And are afraid to speak our own mind
It won't just be the loss of our Freedoms
But, could be the end, of all Mankind.
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