Memorial to Freedom
The blood of millionsHas been shed
For freedom in this land
The rights we share--
Because of them
Is slipping from our hands
Special interest groups run wild
Declaring they know best
What is good for every man
It's they that I detest
They do not have compassion
For those who disagree
They salve themselves with a balm
Based in their own morality
Behavior monitors are they
Who live in their own world
And deem that we should live there too
Because their so damned good!
They care not for the blood of those
Who bravely fought and died
And freedom's just a word
If we sit idly by--
And let them mandate bondage
In this world they are creating
The motive greed and power
And there is no abating--
These moral busy bodies
Who mercilessly devise
More rules and regulations
So they can rule our lives!
Its true that we need order
Anarchy can not reign
But freedom is a joke
When they bind us with the chains
Of exorbitant taxation--
So our capital they can gain
They take away all we have
So they may comfy live
In ivory towers of their minds
And truly they believe
That they are doing good for man
And saving this old earth
When what they are creating
Is poverty and death
To the spirit of those who pull the cart
And make this country run
They're killing the hard working man
And you'll find the smoking gun
Was loaded with the freedom
Of this greedy minority
To over take the freedom
Of the majority
They say we have to go along
No matter what the price
The globe is getting hot
So we must sacrifice
And pay the cost to save their world
In which they strive to linger
The common man must do it all
While they don't lift a finger
Except to sign their own agenda
Into another mandate
Their ink stained hands of blue and red
Speak of their greed insatiate
They whip the horse that drives the cart
we can barely stand the licks
We're stinging from the beatings
Of these fat blood sucking ticks!
I thank the heroes who bravely fight
And those that fought and died--
They fight for all that I hold dear
They are our countries pride
But its a shame to see this land
Fall to the prey of those
Who take our freedom daily
And the burdens they impose
So that they can have their cake
While we scrape by for bread
I curse them with the blood--
That our fighting men have shed
But they fail to hear the screams
Of soldiers in deaths sorrow
Who died yesterday and today
So we could have tomorrow
For the blood of uncommon valor
Does not strike a chord
In the hearts of those whose interests
Are in their own accord
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