Lost the wonder
Lost the light
Lost the peace I held inside
It was replaced by strife
As the people’s indifference gave way
To the ignorance of misunderstanding
Lost the spirit of freedom
Taken by propagandists
Who thrash the truth with malicious intent
And, brandish the lie as its replacement
Leaders lament Freedom as a hinderence
To control the masses
As honor died in the face
Of Globalist desire, delight
For Death
For Control
They burn down the world
With War, Storm, and Treason
They betrayed the past
Unburdened by what has been
Unburdened by a conscious or a soul
They crave control, power, wealth
As the rains fell, and the people cried out
For help, for salvation
Their pleas fell on deaf ears
Their calls went unheeded
The magnitude of the devastation unprecedented
The people’s voices went unheard
As the silence of the dead was all that was left
To mark the day…
The government finally revealed the truth
America, as it had been, was no more.
The day freedom
Died.

An Original Poem By H.R Beebe