Freedom’s Beat

They sit in their towers and dictate their laws;
the fascist right who expend us in wars.
They tell us the way that our life should be;
those self-styled kings – the scourge of the free.
So long they have ruled that we don’t even know
that the blood of our nation they have let flow.
Their media sings forth their mantra of lies
while in our world yet one more mother cries.
Sanctimonious scumbags with pockets so deep
so that what we earn they can always keep.
They rule us and tell that we need their hand
to help us to live as slaves upon our own land.
So long has it been, we know no other way
but slowly we’re waking, I hope I see the day
we rise from our houses and take to the street
and march to the rhythm of our freedoms beat.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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