This Sunday, we have another installment of our un-regular political poetry series Enjoy!

I WAKE EVERY MORNING WITH THIS FEELING OF DREAD…
VOICES OF EX PATRIOTS RUN THROUGH MY HEAD..
THEY TUMBLE IN GRAVES LONG SINCE FORGOTTEN ..
THE WORDS AND THE PAPER OF WHICH THEY VOICE THERE CONCERNS…
CRUMBLE IN HANDS OF POLITICAL WORMS..
WE IGNORE ALL THE THINGS THAT WE SEE EACH DAY
PRETENDING THAT IT MIGHT JUST GO AWAY..
EACH DAY MY MIND SCREAMS
IT CANT BE SO ..
VOICE MY OPINION ..OFF TO PRISON I GO ..
FREEDOM OF SPEECH AND THE RIGHT TO BARE ARMS…
SET OFF BIG BROTHERS OVER SENSITIVE ALARMS..
FORCE US TO SURRENDER TO CONSTANT CONTROL
I FEAR FOR MY BODY…I FEAR FOR MY SOUL.
I WONT SELL OUT FOR CAPITOL GAINS…
WANT TO RUN TO WHERE SOME FORREST REMAINS..
BUT THEY CHOP DOWN THE TREES TO MAKE MORE PAPER…
TO MAKE MORE ROOM FOR THE PEOPLE THEY RAPE HER….
SHE CRIES WITH ME DAILY.. AND I WITH HER..
AS WE LOOSE HUNDREDS OF NATURAL MEDICAL CURES ..
AND TENS OF MILLIONS WITH FEATHERS AND FUR..
BUT STILL THIS TRAVESTY OCCURS..
CAN'T GO OUTSIDE FOR FEAR OF ATTACK..
MORALITY AND COMPASSION. IN SERIOUS LACK..
THIS WORLD IS SPINNING IN THE WRONG DIRECTION..
IT'S LIKE SOME SEPTIC BACTERIAL INFECTION..
SPREADING LIKE FIRE ACROSS THE PLAINS.. THE MOUNTAINS, THE CITIES, THE TOWNS WITH NO NAMES…
AND HERE I SIT MY HANDS TIED BEHIND MY BACK…
FEELING THE PAIN WALLOWING IN THE LACK..
HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WILL COME NEXT..
BUT IT DOESN'T LOOK GOOD ..COMING OUT OF IT'S NEST..
THE END OF THE WORLD OR THE END OF THIS ERA..
SUBJECTED TO THE EVENTUAL NATIONAL TERROR..
THEY SAY THE MEEK WILL INHERIT THE EARTH
BY THE TIME WE GET IT WHAT WILL IT BE WORTH..
DON'T WANT TO LIVE IN CONSTANT FEAR..
OF THIS I HAVE TO BE CLEAR..
YOU WONT BE PUTTING TRACKING CHIPS IN MY BODY..
LISTING TO ME THROUGH MY CELL PHONE
TO FIND OUT MY POLITICAL PARTY….
I DON'T WANT YOUR VACCINES …
I DON'T WANT YOUR DRUGS …
THE THINGS
PRESSED UPON ME BY POLITICAL THUGS..
DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE I'LL BE IN A YEAR..
THE FUTURE OF THIS WORLD IS VERY UNCLEAR..
I'M NOT LOOKING FONDLY ON THE RULES AND THE LAWS..
THAT STRIP THE PEOPLE OF THERE VIRTUAL CLAWS…
LEAVING THEM HELPLESS AND WITH OUT A VOICE..
LEAVING THEM UNABLE TO HAVE A CHOICE..
YOU CAN COME IN MY HOME WITH OUT INVITATION..
NO REASON, NO CAUSE, NO PROVOCATION….
YOU CAN RIFFLE THROUGH EVERY THING THAT I OWN..
DESTROYING MY PEACEFUL HAPPY HOME..
YOU CAN LISTEN TO ME AND ALL THAT I SAY..
ON ANY GIVEN NIGHT OR DAY..
YOU CAN TAKE ME OFF TO YOU CORRUPT DIRTY JAIL..
LEAVE ME THERE AS I CRY AND I WAIL.
GIVE ME NO REASON WHY I AM THERE..
YOU DON'T HAVE TO HAVE ONE ..
NOW HOW IS THAT FAIR????
MY PERSONAL RIGHTS THERE TRYING TO TAKE.
TRY TELL ME WHEN I HAVE BEEN RAPED
THAT I HAVE TO GIVE BIRTH
NOW HERE THE BIG QUESTION….
DO WE REALLY NEED MORE CRIMINALS BORN
FOR THEM TO HOLD IN FUTURE DETENTION….
I DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW THEY COULD NOT SEE…
WHAT THEY ARE DOING TO YOU.. AND TO ME..
GUESS THEY DON'T CARE IT JUST DOESN'T MATTER
AS LONG AS THERE WALLETS KEEP GETTING FATTER.
I AM TIRED OF CONSTANTLY FEELING THE PAIN
OF A WORLD THAT'S NOW GONE INSANE..
I REFUSE TO LISTEN TO THERE CALMING DIRECTIONS
FROM A BOX IN MY HOME SPEWING SUBLIMINAL
INSTRUCTIONS..
DON'T CARE ,
DON'T FEEL,
JUST LAUGH AT THIS SHOW..
TAKE THIS PILL YOU'LL BE GOOD TO GO ..
NOW BUY MORE OF THIS PRODUCT YOU NEED IT YOU KNOW..
YOU CANT LIVE WITH OUT WHAT YOU SEE BETWEEN SHOWS..
THIS PRODUCT WE HAVE HERE WILL FIX EVERYTHING..
BUT NOTING WILL FIX WHAT IS GOING ON
AS LONG AS WE SIT HERE
AND SING JUST ALONG…
IT'S NEVER ENDING AND SPIRALING DOWN..
PUT ME IN A CELL OR SIX FEET UNDER GROUND..
I LIVE IN THIS PRISON
ON A DAILY BASIS..
WHEN WE ARE GONE WHAT WILL REPLACE US…
OH WHAT IS THIS WORLD COMING TO NOW
FIX IT IF I COULD..
BUT I JUST DON'T KNOW HOW…
OUTVOICED: Is a 36 year old artist, writer, musician, activist, and survivalist. A throwback to a simpler time, who believes anything is possible but you must look back to wisely go forward. "Vredendo virdes - by believeing one sees…"
You can reach OUTVOICED at http://www.myspace.com/real_advice or http://www.myspace.com/witchkitten
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