WIRE TAPS
Warrantless wiretaps.
PRESIDENTS ARE PUPPETS.
----America. Black hard boots ----police state Fascist eye-----every corner
and no place to hide.
This isn't ancient Rome, Greece, Egypt.
We have no real monuments, we just build and destroy,
it's a temporary fix, no virtues sought, no enlightenment,
just a series of false, vain titles sold through over priced
colleges.
Republicans and Democrats have ended the constitution,
giving us the PATRIOT ACT.
Silence becomes corrosive, The throat is raw red---exposed.
Unions broken. God fearing, hard working Mexicans in the fields
of endless toil, the hot breath of the sun upon their neck and shoulders.
No voice, but for the silent prayers, and the catholic saints on candles,
glowing into the night.
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