The
dark money flows
False
promises of hope
Liberty
and Justice
Found
hanging from a rope
Legislative
leaders
Chairmen
of the Board
Christianity
be damned
For
money is their Lord
America
is broken
Africa
left to bleed
Soulless
Men of Wall
Blinded
by their greed
Sunni
versus Shia
Palestine’s
aflame
Putrid
smell of Death
Murder
in God’s name
Sheridan
in Whiteclay
Lakota
Nation slain
Mother
Earth is drenched
In
sorrow, blood and pain
Man
replaces Master
And
sits upon the throne
Conscious
filled with evil
His
heart now made of stone
No
fear of Revelations
Or The
Horsemen on the way
The
death dealers revel
But
surely they will pay
For
each will be judged
At the
tolling of the bell
And
the power they possess
Will
not exist in Hell
This poem is one of 25 showcased in "The Awakening: A Collection of Poems....for the Dead".
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