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It is the winter of our discontent tumultuous times, when
pain and suffering are most prevalent. In the year of 2019
a nation once filled with hope and promise have betrayed
It's dreams. Our leaders have been vanquished replaced
with disgrace, cold unflinching  evil wearing a human
face.

It is the winter of our discontent when colors clash over
words of hate, false rhetoric is fed to the disinchanted
sweetened with promises unkept, while using racial hatred
as the bait. There is a cancer among us thats feasting upon
our fears, If we (America) continue to allow him to do so
our nation will be redused to cinders in a matter of years.
I have said this before and I will say it once more, the clock
Is ticking. where will you be when the bombs start to fall?

It is the winter of discontent, where no one is safe from
a twisted mind that would bring about war between the
races, the real truth hidden behind a wall of deceit,
slandering the Mexican, Latino Homosexuals and the
poor. All the while convincing  his sheep that there is
an ongoing boarder war, when the criminals who run
his empire he chooses to ignore. Our country Is under
siege from the Inside we can only save Our nation
with understanding and love no more will hatred be
our (America) legacy. In the words of the great man
Dr. Martin Luther King. from every mountain
top Let Freedom Ring.
SG Holter Apr 2014
I shuffled off my armour, fought with bow, then sword,
Then knife, then handfuls of gravel and stones.

Pebble for arrow, the ones who joined my flesh
I tore out and hurled back in crimson sprays.

My children were too young for slavery.
My wife was too pretty to be left alone.

Home redused to ashes.
Family lost in an inferno of boots and blades.

I would rise from this.
I would arise a cold and hungry demon,

Composed by the devil that is revenge, justice in blood,
And plain, animal violence.

And you would see -before the life left your eyes-
That you created me.

You had nothing better to do,
So you created me.

You killed all I was,
And created me.

You were laughing

When you
Created me.

— The End —