What Cost Poem by Ed_ Schmidt

You ask of me
To set them free
When submission
Is their seed

But must I die
Amid the lie
They want us there
Not greed

Bruise my soul
For lucre's goal
And corporate
Bottom line

Say our flag
Will never sag
For profit
It will shine

It's such a fight
To sleep at night
What cost
The ordered deeds

Midnight screams
Horror scenes
Spills blood
Of other creeds

By force of will
I am here still
Praying......
To my God

On one blue moon
Standing soon
And share
A saddened nod