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Republic Falling
by Keith D AllisonThe Sun touches the flesh
Cleanse in the warmth
but spring's blooms
yet in its infancy
the depth of snow coming
howling
on the next breath
I drew first breath
when freedom reign
born to a free land
but the butchers
they want its death
My America
Lingers
on it last
breath
they have
slit its throat
Marching
in its blood
Will the patriots
Rise
Will the patriots
Rise
The Socialists
restructuring the DNA
they mock
the founding fathers ways
singing the songs
of the new constitution
Sweet government
let it control
the breath of man
Raise not your breath
touch not your sword
for your hands feeble
the government
will feed your soul
03/23/2010 Posted on 03/23/2010
Copyright © 2026 Keith D Allison
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