Herds of Sheeple

by Valis
Herds of sheeple

When we have criminals for leaders we can't expect to break bread
Or even ground
on the tax evaded
interest free property
in which a senator just invested
Leeched off the excess of a bill taking away
from Medicaid
yet giving them a bonus check
When personal freedoms
and liberties
have become wished pennies
at the bottom of wells emptied
We will truly be flooded in shit creek without a bucket
While stocks on Wall Street continue to plummet
And obnoxious bells ring to signal that the Dow is...
under
God and indivisible,
with liberty and justice
Plundered by political ministries and layoff budgets
Funded by the same refugees we armed in foreign aid
Now rising up against us,
with the same guns we laid
at their feet
Blindly believing
we were paying for their freedom
Well freedom is as freedom does
and free speech is only such because
My tongue has yet to be taxed and back funded by a government that just wants their cut
Split my words in half and pay up to the max because my credit is bad
And I can't afford the patent
So my "social security" is held by a trigger on safety
And a concealed carry license that has yet to feel the shell shock of escaping the chamber
And Uncle Sam was the man till he started touching our boys
Laying hands on their heads and filling them with life or death, choices?
Heroin or home or post traumatic stress disorder
We've sat silent for too long
Been strung short by the hoarding of natural resources
Forever forwarding the debt of society on our newborns
Captives at birth
Our children
Enslaved once again
not by skin
but by net worth
Just another beginning to another end that we can see coming
But we just want to watch it burn
And I've earned this wealth of word from the hurried breath of hard work
Blurred the blue lines between the lanes of pages
while swerving spiral bound toward the surface
And tires are bald
Pen ink is running low
Pardon my page break
But the engine is slowing
To a close on the side of road
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