Man And History - Poem by James McLain
In just a little over one hundred years
some men can now obliterate us all.
For control of us all.
The R.N.C. has turned my city,
into a prison
which today sits empty.
Unpatriotic if I sit this one out?
Don't taze me.
You have forgotten
more by my death than
you ever learned by my life.
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