Saturday, March 4, 2023

Tick Tock

 Tick Tock © Donna Rae Lands 

The debt clock…

Tick tock- tick tock…

Our time and freedom are taken away...

Dollar by dollar everyday…

We become just a number…

All the while we sleep and slumber…

Orb of destruction coming o'near...

Seek to know, understand and hear…

Open the "book”, seek and look…

It’s all very clear…

All for money and all for the smear…

The debt clock…

Tick tock- tick tock…

Honor is no more…

Sold as silver to the whore…

Dignity and legacy in all their fame…

Reflection in their ego's name…

Innocence killed and life denied…

The day our freedom died…

 Dedicated to all my neighbors near, far and wherever you are.

 

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