STOOD ON THE ROOF TOP VERRANDA LOOKING OUT

I stand at the veranda , looking out

watch the demolishing iron ball smashing

down the walls that took so long to build

now fast becomes duct , broken brick and

stone

I think of all those who before over

century's had built this castle , to protect

save form all the badness , and evils

to ensure the freedoms hard won should not be lost

now slavery awaits us all

when all the walls will be down , flattened

now we will be judge on if we are cost effective

whether we will turn a profit

dark clouds of war abound above

wars to protect profit , and keep the people down ,

separation , operation

the demolishing ball now getting close , time I

were away , hide , but what the hell ''THEY'' will seek

me out , and those like me who once spoke out

fore me and others may tell of the days when people

spoke out , protested against such goings on.

Ken D Williams ( THE DYSLEXIC POET )


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Written on 2007-10-14 at 19:54

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