a Nation of Sheep

A nation sheep
Will soon weep

The cries they cry,
Protect me, don't let me die

So we put them in glass bell,
And still they yell

But they are protected
Not infected, if they stay in the bell

The price of freedom is just too high
The cost of gas is hitting the sky

They say maybe 6 dollars, the fix is in
This administration loves war and chagrin

Everything they can make money in
The families of Bush and Bin Laden

So they gave up their freedoms 1 by 1
In the name of fear, nothing else was done

Be it misinformation or just hype
The brainwashing is over ripe

What they asked for they got
Now some complain it's just too hot

Their is always two ways
If you CAN'T CHOOSE, START TO PRAY

JDW©2008

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