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Dreams of the Fathers, whisper softly in my mind.
While modern Pretenders, only seek to redefine.
'Tis exactly as they feared, as we depend upon the State.
Our Liberty is lost, Tyranny our fate.
Among the kindest souls, exists the fertile ground.
From which the socialistic seeds of slavery abound.
Success, excess, apathy much like a locust swarm.
Consume the once proud nations soul, portends the coming storm.
The peak of all the self made crisis, excites the Ruling Class.
The over zealous Tyrant sees, the world within his grasp.
One last time the people try the government solution.
Yet corruption and incompetence ensures the revolution.
The unlikely band of Patriots, dare bite the Masters hand.
The New Sons of Liberty arise across the land.
History for those who know, has always been replete,
With stories of a nations fall, as blood runs through the streets.
America has found a better way, to change Her institutions.
The sword with which we smite our foe, is the U.S. Constitution!
Our Founding Fathers gave us armor, Our children need not fear.
We can vote the bastards out, every other year.
May Providence bless future Man, with overwhelming clarity,
The greatest way to live our lives, is with freedom and prosperity.
by: Keith D. Rodebush
September 15, 2010
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