A once ol' glory

Wed, 07/01/2015 - 23:57 -- Cowm4n3

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RG18 0RY
United Kingdom
51° 29' 6.162" N, 1° 14' 29.796" W

They walk
They talk
They run
For fun
They drink
they smoke
and outlaw guns
The flag, it waves,
but people say
it's a racist way
to communicate
The rainbow rises
and the drugs entice them
History forgotten
Pot is rottin
Their minds are gone and
Police they shot
Marines are on it
Reason is not in
Media's lyin
People are buyin
Folks are dyin
Mothers cryin
Daddy's gone and
Bodies pilin
Hero's are villains
Villains are idols
They poppin their pills
And cherries for miles
They forgot their way
The price that paid
For us to share
A peaceful place
The men erase
The work they placed
Said
"Twas a disgrace"
They watch through the sound
The lights the phones
They break down the doors
And into your homes
They don't like the guns
Or the people rights
They use the excuse
We're about to fight
The once ol' glory makes one more plight
Give us back our liberities and rights!

This poem is about: 
My country

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