Fine Society

03 Sep 2008

·shlink

Oh glory to the common, a life without wealth and fame, Struggling to move on, leading a life of an unknown name. Put rags to the streets, outcasted from society, Take riches to the sky, as if life's own propriety. Wars across the oceans, blood soils our home land, Liberals pointing fingers, passing blame on demand. Politicians claiming their values, all lies put on display, No fear of losing battle, have us to fight it for their USA. A country brought together, disaster struck nine eleven, Now a war bound nation, evading target unseen year seven. Offering false terrorism, this fine society of a nation, Our lives we give them, all for a black gold temptation. Hurricane tragedies, unstable stadium intended slaughter, No asking for help, when looting TV's in waist deep water. Quick to offend the colorless, not a word to be said, Offend a person of color, job lost and a life left dead. Millions have we lost, when denied hospital care, Bar hops and steak dinners, abusing free welfare. The lives we lead today, the time that we borrow, People as a society, we bring our deaths of tomorrow. Shibber.NET

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