Quatrain of It Is Over
It Is Over - tis a sad day a comin'
From the very moment the United
States Constitution was signed,
the whole idea of freedom
began to quickly
unravel.
Years later we see the end in sight,
of a Republic that once stood
for all individuals - we wave
at our liberties as they
travel.
Decay at every level of decency has
crept in, inch by inch it is rotting
away the soul of America,
to immense
dismay,
We have fallen on our own sword of
ignorance by obeying the rules of
fools; we will soon regret we
let small minds have
their say.
Yorktown Disciple
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