BEADS ARE READ

BEADS ARE READ

THE BEADS ARE READ

The city has a hum

That renders some dumb

To the tricks and games

Played by famous names

And incongruous congressmen

Who see themselves as a deputation

To secretly bugger our fine nation

And plunge us into deprivation.

Denigration seems to be method.

Like meth-heads they openly lie

So you can bid your rights goodbye

Because they are being paid well

To put us on a path laid well

Before many of us were born.

 

Horning in on our religious rights

And creating distracting fights

With people who did us no wrong

We blindly play along

And watch from the sidelines.

We ignore the sidelines

And the rules of decency

As if they were created recently

By fools instead of statesmen

We ridicule their statements

And oppress our brothers

As if there were no mothers

Among them, no sons.

And thus the decimation

Of a once proud fee nation

Begins and runs riot

Because we all keep quiet.

 

Brent Kincaid

1/12/2015

 

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