On The American Floor!

Sat, 03/07/2015 - 09:56 -- TannerH
Each breath is another chant of slander pushing the vioce of treason,
 O-Royal cammanders I ask the reason!
The reason you left your people was it money or power?
Is it wise to turn your cheek to the men who made royalty cower?
 Knowing the theature you feind your own ruleing class heedless of history's past,
The tyrant carries on deflamating independence,
Declareing rule over witch law's apply to who,
It seems a director rewrite our civil rights a secret constatution instatuted at night,
 One that invoke's exective's to act as though that at war with a invisible army that's never landed on our shore,
Oaths all but forgotton make's  equality the vision that was all but rotten,
 Your ruler carries a list of the socailly unfit for the kingdoms reign,
The people judged not by a jury of thier peers but a maliputive voice in the media's ear,
 Each whisper is another conspiracy,
Every order is directed to be a thereat intent to instill fear,
 The monster become's mantic in the hunt nothing stop's him except static or a concrete attic,
The listoner's ear's ring pink after a debate grow into a fued,
 Argueing over the poor and all they ever had........promised right's,
Fights end in repreivel freedom seized by evil,
 Now the sick weak and poor love a leader who does'ent want them anymoore,
No matter he's still a man I would take a bullet for,
 You love America together we can love her more,
If were equels whats the secrets for? Is your office settling a personal score?
 Have heart stand up for your people and show it!
When your on the floor remember to protect the princabols you've been elected for,

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