Turn coats on the run
Votes up in the air
Undecided everywhere
What will it take to cross the line?

Those who want to turn
Back the hands of Time
Leisurely Sit on their rocking chairs
Afternoons, a gentle breeze, sublime

Decades of time watching the sunset
We honestly no longer can say no regret
Optimism for our future, slowly fades
Reluctantly, we Turn another page

Our world is turned upside down
It’s precarious in our sleepy town
For fun, kids use to drive around
The last bit of fun that can be found

Gang violence overrun, tent cities
They don’t want American’s pities
A heinous Cold Civil War begun
Death to America Everyone

They Demand reparations our homes jobs
Third world Country behavior, Macabre
Noncitizens hell bent on nefarious intent
Ammunition spent police came and went

Situational awareness danger can be bad
Hazardous to fly the American flag
Reminiscent of the freedoms
We once had

Turning point in this world today
Down on our knees, we pray
What society will do to our kids
Satanic minions grasp first bids

Teaching kids today Little Jack Horner
Evil lurking behind every corner
Come out Come out, lets play
Not to worry it will be OK
You won’t be missed anyway

Mathematics is now racist they say
Slowly taking all our freedoms away
How could this possibly be? Well, Let’s see
(2+2 = 3 ) two plus two equals three

Dumb the children to submission
Using warped basic edition,
But why? First lesson NEVER question
I Will pay you $10 for a days work

I say $4  is ten all subserviently Believe
Old folk No Joke know they’re deceived
Younger generations obediently receive
Too many people in this world no reprieve

You will Own nothing and you’ll like it
Dystopian world rapidly grows submit
Older generations must be downsized
The beginning Eugenic’s selection demise

They keep the youth Trainable less Wise
Crazy but true read with communist eyes
******’s Mein Kampf, Marxist manifesto
History Books Bibles literature all must go

We live in a bubble play the fool
No more need for propaganda school
Not realizing We are in their control
Planned pandemics maintain the death toll

Down on our knees, we please
Obedient servants appease
We can recoup control slim margin of error
Americans looking in the face of terror

Ring around the Rosie
pocket, full of Posey,
ashes ashes, we all fall down
Death has come to our sleep town
  
Government media slaves, follow the maze
God can pull us out of this living hell
God Saves It’s too early to tell
Thank Him for the bounty blessing He gave

An Epic poem
Quatrain stanzas
A four line stanza
And epilogue

Inspired songs;

1) Where have all the flowers gone? 1960
1958-1963 )Kingston trio (name change to
PeterPaul and Mary)

2) Blown’ in the wind 1964 live with lyrics
By Peter,Paul and Mary

Think of the non-Americans when you listen to this song

3) 500 miles with lyrics
By PeterPaul and Mary