angry people standing up, <br />marching, joining hands.... <br />the taste of the lie, <br /> <br />gone bitter. <br />unholy wars, <br />corporate greed.... <br /> <br />slavery rears its ugly head, <br />taking different forms. <br />greed takes the future, <br /> <br />and barters for oil. <br />the hands of the masses, <br />empty and hungry! <br /> <br />those who stood silent <br />and took it all without a whimper, <br />now have had enough! <br /> <br />while the barkers yell, <br />it's un-American, it's wrong! <br />counting back change <br /> <br />into the beggars cups. <br />the threat of the new wave <br />of Mccarthyism fear <br /> <br />beats protestors with billy clubs, <br />and gases young girls! <br />and the anger grows, <br /> <br />the anger grows.... <br />the calloused hands of <br />working men and women, <br /> <br />clenched tight, preparing <br />for the fight... the last stand <br />of liberty in this land.... <br /> <br />no longer free!<br /><br />Eric Cockrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-longer-free/
