Array ( [sid] => 175018 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Falling to pieces [time] => 2013-02-05 00:43:17 [hometext] => The rights we were given by the Bill of rights are being challenged on a day to day basis. Benjamin Franklin said [bodytext] => I feel that it is all crashing around
This, that was built on sacred ground
More and More I fear its the end
despite my families time, they did lend

The country is dying a slow and sad death
Politicians walk around, as if on meth
They talk, with nothing true to say
Secretly hoping and wishing for that day

This thing that I love with all my heart
Is dying, is falling, is crumbling apart
I yell and I scream to those who will listen
To try and defeat this demise by abolition

Slowly stripping away our freedoms and rights
Having us squabbling over pointless fights
Keeping us busy as they hack and they saw,
Away at the foundation, the one with no flaw.

I feel like I am lost in an ocean, drowning
The head of a great evil is crowning
Powerless to stop this, I do what I can
To try and stop this evil tin man

I object and I argue with all my might
to try and set this whole thing right.
At times I feel like I am losing the battle
The virtuous side hears its death rattle

This government has gone too far it seems
pushing, and pushing, and pushing extremes
Just when I think they can't get more bold
What I was so shocked at, is suddenly old

So I stand with my fellow Co-patriots
In doing so may end up expatriates
To do what is right, it may end in civil war
We cannot take this corruption no more
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Falling to pieces
Date: Tuesday, 5th February 2013 @ 12:43:17 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: kihr
I feel that it is all crashing around
This, that was built on sacred ground
More and More I fear its the end
despite my families time, they did lend

The country is dying a slow and sad death
Politicians walk around, as if on meth
They talk, with nothing true to say
Secretly hoping and wishing for that day

This thing that I love with all my heart
Is dying, is falling, is crumbling apart
I yell and I scream to those who will listen
To try and defeat this demise by abolition

Slowly stripping away our freedoms and rights
Having us squabbling over pointless fights
Keeping us busy as they hack and they saw,
Away at the foundation, the one with no flaw.

I feel like I am lost in an ocean, drowning
The head of a great evil is crowning
Powerless to stop this, I do what I can
To try and stop this evil tin man

I object and I argue with all my might
to try and set this whole thing right.
At times I feel like I am losing the battle
The virtuous side hears its death rattle

This government has gone too far it seems
pushing, and pushing, and pushing extremes
Just when I think they can't get more bold
What I was so shocked at, is suddenly old

So I stand with my fellow Co-patriots
In doing so may end up expatriates
To do what is right, it may end in civil war
We cannot take this corruption no more


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