March 23rd, 2009
The beach gives way to the ocean,
Where am I but lost at sea?
Left to drift in a home on the front lines
No sitting down
Constant warfare
Its breath has been taken
Suffocation to the resistance
Ultimate totalitarianism
One hand by the force of many
Democratic suicide
To an aquatic destruction
Did we not welcome it too?
Like the sand in recline
Led by hot air from ballots
Control signed away by the leasers
Who thought themselves the owners.
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