-Caveat Lector-

'Visitor from the Past'
By THELEN PALK




                                  I had a dream the other night,
                                       I didn't understand.

                                 A figure walking through the mist
                                    with flintlock in his hand.

                                  His clothes were torn and dirty,
                                  as he stood there by my bed.

                                He look off his three-cornered hat
                                   and speaking low, he said:


                                     We fought a revolution,
                                      to secure our Liberty.

                                    We wrote the Constitution,
                                    as a shield from tyranny.

                                     For future generations,
                                      this legacy we gave.

                                    In this, the land of the free
                                     and home of the brave.

                                The freedom we secured for you,
                                  we hoped you'd always keep.

                                  But tyrants labored endlessly
                                 while your parents were asleep.

                              Your freedom gone, your courage lost,
                                  you're no more than a slave.

                                    In this, the land of the free
                                     and home of the brave.



                                    You buy permits to travel,
                                    and permits to own a gun,

                                   permits to start a business,
                                   or to build a place for one.

                                On land that you believe you own,
                                     you pay a yearly rent.

                             Although you have no voice in choosing,
                                     how the money's spent.

                                Your children must attend a school
                                      that doesn't educate.

                               Your Christian values can't be taught,
                                     according to the state.

                                 You read about the current news
                                      in a regulated press.

                                  You pay a tax you do not owe,
                                      to please the I.R.S.



                              Your money is no longer made of Silver
                                          or of Gold.

                                 You trade your wealth for paper,
                                  so your life can be controlled.

                             You pay for crimes that make our Nation,
                                    turn from God in shame.

                                  You've taken Satan's number,
                                 as you've traded in your name.



                                You've given government control,
                                   to those who do you harm,

                                  so they can padlock churches,
                                    and steal the family farm,

                                and keep our country deep in debt,
                                     put men of God in jail,

                                  harass your fellow countrymen,
                                  while corrupted courts prevail.



                                Your public servants don't uphold
                                 the solemn oath they've sworn.

                                   Your daughters visit Doctors
                                 so their children won't be born.

                                   Your leaders ship artillery,
                                   and guns to foreign shores,

                                 and send your sons to slaughter,
                                  fighting other people's wars.



                                   Can you regain the freedom
                                  for which we fought and died?

                                    Or you have the courage,
                                  or the faith to stand with pride?

                                    Are there no more values
                                  for which you'll fight to save?

                              Or do you wish your children, live in fear
                                        and be a slave?

                                Sons of the Republic
                                     arise and take a stand!

                                     Defend the Constitution
                                  the Supreme Law of the Land!

                                  Preserve our Great Republic,
                                   and each GOD-Given Right!

                                    And pray to GOD, to keep
                               the torch of Freedom burning bright.



                                    As I awoke he vanished,
                                in the mist from whence he came.

                               His words were true, we are not tree,
                                  we have ourselves to blame.

                                 For even now as tyrants trample
                                     each GOD-Given Right

                                   We only watch and tremble
                                   too afraid to stand and fight.



                                   If he stood by your bedside
                                 in a dream. while you're asleep,

                                   and wonders what remains
                                 of our Rights he fought to keep,

                                what would be your answer,
                                  if he called out from the grave:



                             IS THIS STILL, THE LAND OF THE FREE
                                 AND HOME OF THE BRAVE????

                              Dedicated to the defenders of Liberty--
                                    past, present and future!


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Hope you all enjoyed this!

Bard

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