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Dec 2015
As they move
Like the shifting sands
They cast their shadows
Across new lands
Creating fear ,mistrust and hate
Warring against our ways
To which they just can't relate
But they're here ....
               ......Here to stay
The best we can hope to do
Is to try and keep them at bay
And they're wise ....wise to our ways
Our very technologies
That they use as a maze
Isn't that ....whet they've said
That they hate
Our long standing freedoms
That allows us to create

And they will win
If the shadow they cast
Puts the light out
On that flame made to last

That flame that was made to last
Till the very end of time
That name ..stands for freedom itself
So if we just give it away
Its a shame..its a shame

As they hide --dug down deep inside
As they await the call
The call to end it all

As they eat our foods
And they watch our t.v.
What do you think they think
About what it is that they see

Do they try ....try
To even suppress
A smile , a laugh or a tear
Do they think..as they reach
For a cold drink
How nice it is to have it so near
Or do they ever--really think at all
Spending their lives.....waiting
Waiting .. On that call
To end it all
That call ...call ...call
They want us to make
Where they want us to break
Those promises ...promises ..promises
That we've made,  made,  made
MADE TO OURSELVES

Back ......back before ..
The shadows fall
Back ....when we thought we had it all
Way back .. Before that shadows fall

Thats when.... We thought
We had it made..made ..
Made made made made MADE!!!
Made in the shade.
Keith W Fletcher
Written by
Keith W Fletcher  68/M/Oklahoma
(68/M/Oklahoma)   
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