Tattoos in Mayberry
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We don't comment.
Silence is golden
Best to pray about it.
Then, hold one's tongue
Just send love.
Let God sort things out.
Into my 6th decade
I'm to inherit their serenity manifesto
Still,I try getting in a good punch
to the belly of power
when I can
Quite aware of the giant
I'm up against.
The power has
the wind to their backs
and control of the money
the power has weight
and their legal power is crushingly heavy.
They have the power of property
physical and sexual power.
The power has army's of recruits,
mercenary soldiers
bought and paid for
Trading in blood and gold
and raising table stakes
by gambling with our souls.
The power must win
So they .
Buy off the politicians
appoint corrupt judges
and threaten our best storytelling journalists too.
to inflate the truth, and spread
false information
The power gets the glory
and glory makes breaking news.
With the flash bang
of valor
Our ticket's are pulled
while their ticket gets punched..
Our two front row seats
have been sold to a much higher bidder
I say,
let them call us perps, vandals
radicals, insurrectionists,,
malcontented trouble makers
complainers, whiners, and thieves.
Call us what you will.
Say we're unpatriotic.
Belittle us old dogs
who can't be new tricked.
We know what freedom
bravery and honor look like.
It doesn't look like poisoned ground water,
chemical and petrolium spills,
radiation
black smoke, or chem-trails. .
liberty doesn't blanket carbon monoxide poison on us.
Or spits out into our waterways oceans of petrolium
.
Before conquering, exploiting
and invading
new frontiers
explore new worlds
Take better care of this world first.
.
.
Buddy Bee Anthony
All publishing and editing rights reserved as is by this author
.
Silence is golden
Best to pray about it.
Then, hold one's tongue
Just send love.
Let God sort things out.
Into my 6th decade
I'm to inherit their serenity manifesto
Still,I try getting in a good punch
to the belly of power
when I can
Quite aware of the giant
I'm up against.
The power has
the wind to their backs
and control of the money
the power has weight
and their legal power is crushingly heavy.
They have the power of property
physical and sexual power.
The power has army's of recruits,
mercenary soldiers
bought and paid for
Trading in blood and gold
and raising table stakes
by gambling with our souls.
The power must win
So they .
Buy off the politicians
appoint corrupt judges
and threaten our best storytelling journalists too.
to inflate the truth, and spread
false information
The power gets the glory
and glory makes breaking news.
With the flash bang
of valor
Our ticket's are pulled
while their ticket gets punched..
Our two front row seats
have been sold to a much higher bidder
I say,
let them call us perps, vandals
radicals, insurrectionists,,
malcontented trouble makers
complainers, whiners, and thieves.
Call us what you will.
Say we're unpatriotic.
Belittle us old dogs
who can't be new tricked.
We know what freedom
bravery and honor look like.
It doesn't look like poisoned ground water,
chemical and petrolium spills,
radiation
black smoke, or chem-trails. .
liberty doesn't blanket carbon monoxide poison on us.
Or spits out into our waterways oceans of petrolium
.
Before conquering, exploiting
and invading
new frontiers
explore new worlds
Take better care of this world first.
.
.
Buddy Bee Anthony
All publishing and editing rights reserved as is by this author
.
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