Over half a million minutes past the first occurrence,
we look into the future,
Wondering what lessons we have learned or left behind,
Facing the imminence of war,
Because of what was done or what some want to do.
You see, if you're like me, you've examined the elite few
and understand that no deed is too dastardly
if conceived for the order of a
Old World was too slow,
So hastily, we forcibly move to the beat of a different drummer,
as he beats out the code to beat down our brothers who are essentially
No one truly knows, that's why you must look him in his face and read
Excavate to the core of the eyes and you will see the truth there buried
beneath his lies.
He tells us that our security is threatened by agents of terror
but how dare he forget about
Somalia and Rwanda, Cuba and Panama,
the ghettos of North, South and Latin America.
But who's going to speak against his blasphemous babble
when media magnates provide
so much effective propaganda.
In town halls, no one.
Behind four walls, five, maybe ten % will comprehend that the devil can't be
killed by his own guns,
which leaves us trusting in the Father and Sun...Moon, Stars and all the
Planning for that day of Resurrection, praying for direction to move God's
people toward a "real" Democracy.