Bars
By Aingealicia
@Aingealicia (1905)
United States
September 27, 2009 11:24am CST
Bars
Chains
of
Lost
Serenity.
The Wall fell.
Recent past,
eye watched;
Downcast.
Rise; raise your fist.
Children of Men.
Wars,
Lead a battle cry.
Generations left to
go home; empty.
Thoughts Raging;
Eye
Children of Men.
Who simply had their
nation broken;
Twisted;
Scattered.
Covert,
no explination.
Rules of
Logic
Defy
Oil in the sun;
glistens.
Choppers land.
Wait, the bread basket lies at hand.
To face the
Looking Glass.
These Children of Men.
As some will go; others will stay.
Setting history in word…
Either tainted or straight.
Cutting like a sword.
Perhaps a rhyme can get a journalist award.
Speak the truth in coded lines.
Inrage;
Patriots left behind.
Nation.
Blood spills on a foreign hand.
We created distruction in the Promise land.
Towers falling,
Men kneel to pray.
Children of Men.
Put your guns away.
Wake
Alice.
The Mirror has turned.
Dragons lie in bed with red sheets.
Who knew a
Covert war
would
Reverse;
Return?
Three Decades pass
as what
once began.
Turned full circle in the end.
Children of Men.
Wade in the sand.
Countries call,
Fast.
You see.
Lines are drawn
with
Breached Security.
Long ago
Tea
Split
Called
Tyranny
Sugar,
Beefsteak,
Butter.
Gave Complacency,
Send.
Children of Men.
As they give all.
Distruction,
Battle Call.
Where the
Bomb of time
ticks,
Patriots resist.
Now.
Reality Check.
Tea
is
too
costly
not
to
throw
in
the
harbor.
Be safe our
Children of Men.
Please come home again.
Thank you for protecting our freedom.
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