Poem -

Anarchy America?

The country is shaken.
Terrorism from our own.
Why is America on fire?
I can smell the smoke
Even see the flames.
We have set ourselves on fire
Anarchy is at hand.
The mistress of chaos and destrction.
Once you make the people fear and doubt
When they lose confidence in their safety.
Fear becomes anger and unrest.
Rage at the illusion we bought.
Lies that we were covered by all theĀ 
taxes paid.
All the laws they made.
All the righs they trampled was supposed to help protect us.
All the wars fought all the lives lost.
It hasnt done a thing.
Now the enemy is within it is ourselves.
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kay harris

I so understand friend. there is so much corruption in our Government. well said friend great write. 5 stars

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