as i hold this half full cup of coffee not a blind tyrant's tea; i remember why
yet there is something precious vanishing maybe it never was however intended by thoughtful men
in either case I remorse over of what could have been if not for this or that
they said in order to exist wholly free as a people we must be educated
a well rounded populous in order to achieve this endeavor and keep it
all i see is anarchy erasing destroying burning disrespecting
one ancient philosopher knew it well he tried to warn; few understand
time watches the decay of dying liberty once briefly in tact a free man's gift earned by bloodshed in a nobler cause
now fear is creeping in wisdom feels its claws
universities breed shackled minds and cast them into infant stock echo chambers;subject bound
schools are full of unstudied fools teaching fools; new and newer waves of them saturating texts with dirty ink
all blueprinted the same; abusing freedom as if it was a vagrant in the way kicking it beating it to near death; a sadist mood overwhelming it enough; retreating and surrendering until someday it finds a home caressed and cherished in kinder hands
a dying new Nation conceived in Liberty with too many little tyrants leading the way to its destruction have no mercy on Freedom nor its birth
Joseph Phillip De Marco
© 4 days ago, Joseph Phillip De Marco
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