angry people standing up,
marching, joining hands....
the taste of the lie,
gone bitter.
unholy wars,
corporate greed....
slavery rears its ugly head,
taking different forms.
greed takes the future,
and barters for oil.
the hands of the masses,
empty and hungry!
those who stood silent
and took it all without a whimper,
now have had enough!
while the barkers yell,
it's un-American, it's wrong!
counting back change
into the beggars cups.
the threat of the new wave
of Mccarthyism fear
beats protestors with billy clubs,
and gases young girls!
and the anger grows,
the anger grows....
the calloused hands of
working men and women,
clenched tight, preparing
for the fight... the last stand
of liberty in this land....
no longer free!
Eric Cockrell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-longer-free/
