Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
we are losing in a gulag of our choosing the un-predict- ability of liberty an extraordinarily poor rendition of a system where oaken-ed cloaked murderous crows caw foul jumping at every shadow of a shadow of a shadow nears to turn to turn to turn the clock back years election day is tuesday - rue the day sweet liberty. r ~ 11/1/14 much at stake
0
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 7:38 AM UTC
sweet liberty
we are losing in a gulag of our choosing the un-predict- ability of liberty an extraordinarily poor rendition of a system where oaken-ed cloaked murderous crows caw foul jumping at every shadow of a shadow of a shadow nears to turn to turn to turn the clock back years election day is tuesday - rue the day sweet liberty. r ~ 11/1/14 much at stake
\¥/\   |      VOTE! / \
r-2
Written by
American
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 7:38 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem