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A POET HAS SPOKEN

A POET HAS SPOKEN

A POET HAS SPOKEN
Ricardo Antonio Garcia

For Gods sake we are not a herd
guided by sheep dogs 
as your mentalities would have us think.
You have been bombarded by propaganda
that has changed 
and misdirected your Spirit.
We have learned
that being free is the essential human
and historically 
fought our way out of the box.

Congressman 
that believe we cannot control our lives
are they themselves thwarted 
by their supreme imprisoning natures.
Cops beat the street
and will beat your head under this veil.
The solidity of power perpetuates evil
amassing regretful ties
to a nation of people that follow.
As the box infringes upon us and ties itself
we will be captured by its essence.
Washington is turning in his grave
for the loss of lives
does not and will not signify freedoms bell.

The steeple of power
Has made a mockery of our intelligence
and those who benefit nothing
from following a system blindly.
From the CIA to NSA to unreported liaisons
We are now insecure
as the wave of these injustices surface
and create a tsunami on our people.
How does the face of ignorance
in its bleakness shape the future of our nation?
When a homosapien walks
with or without a stick he beats on the ground
for we are suppressed by evil.

I blame these paralleling thoughts
on the consciousness …
… a poet has spoken …

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