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Liberty and FREEDOM? For SOME, but not for ALL. For most the clock is ticking, And it's slowing to a crawl. The graphitti is in neon. A luminous great scrawl. The finger is a'pointing. The writing's on the wall. Can't afford our army corps Let alone our vets. Alone our heros wander streets As mean as it gets. Their chances of survival? Don't take any bets. What happened to the middle class? Are THEY free anymore? Yep. They push the shopping carts At the Wal-Mart store. It's one of their MANY menial jobs They have three or four Even the kids must work for pay That mortgage is a bore They feel like exploding. It rocks them to the core. They see all their neighbors Are simply getting poor. The liberty bell's cracked open Can't you hear the sound? All the freedom fighters left. They've gone underground. Look for the founding fathers. They are not around. Where are the stars and stripes? Nowhere to be found. SoulSurvivor (C) 9/30/2015
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Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 12:49 AM UTC
The Bell is Cracked
Liberty and FREEDOM? For SOME, but not for ALL. For most the clock is ticking, And it's slowing to a crawl. The graphitti is in neon. A luminous great scrawl. The finger is a'pointing. The writing's on the wall. Can't afford our army corps Let alone our vets. Alone our heros wander streets As mean as it gets. Their chances of survival? Don't take any bets. What happened to the middle class? Are THEY free anymore? Yep. They push the shopping carts At the Wal-Mart store. It's one of their MANY menial jobs They have three or four Even the kids must work for pay That mortgage is a bore They feel like exploding. It rocks them to the core. They see all their neighbors Are simply getting poor. The liberty bell's cracked open Can't you hear the sound? All the freedom fighters left. They've gone underground. Look for the founding fathers. They are not around. Where are the stars and stripes? Nowhere to be found. SoulSurvivor (C) 9/30/2015
Hooray for the Red, Black and Blue.
SoulSurvivor
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Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 12:49 AM UTC
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