main menu | standard categories | authors | new stories | search | links | settings | author tools |
"Men in suits and Crocodile Shoes" (standard:poetry, 525 words) | |||
Author: kickboxrko | Added: Nov 22 2003 | Views/Reads: 3284/0 | Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes) |
America is a beautiful country. But corruption reaches far.. | |||
“Men in Suits and Crocodile Shoes” Is it such a crime For a man to love another? Is it not the America dream To roam free, and to lets things be? Who gives them the right? To tell me who I can love? Who I can hate? Who I can appreciate? I want a priest, I want a church I want this man, to cherish me To bind our flesh Into eternity I want to flaunt my sexuality I am an American, I have my rights There should be no debate Who gives them the right to discriminate? Am I not smart enough? Or not manly enough? Do I have enough money? Is that a reason? Do I have to hide? I just want to live in my country That is my right? Is it not? I have at least that? Or am I not Allowed to talk? Can I speak out? Can I shout to a crowd? Can I hold a rally? Is it not my God-given right? What is a country That's full of holes in their foundation Full of lies, full of theories, a way for men In suits, to tell me my rights. Tell the women, They can't choose? Oh believe me, I'm pro-life But I'm also pro-choice, it's my right... It's funny though, that while the men In suits debate such issues That little kids can go and shop For a gun that makes a real pop So they can do what they want And take what they need What isn't there's...like someone's life Isn't it funny that a man in a hat Or a man that's black Can get stopped over in a state Because he's suspicious Maybe it's me...but that's delirious They call it profiling, those men in suits They say that in no way it damages your rights They say it protects the people of their great state How about those kids In helmets and pads Who hurt the boys Just for a blast? Did they get punished? Or did get slapped on the wrist? The men up there, in their business suits, And solemn looks, grieving faces Crocodile shoes, black Cadillac's They control our country, while we sit on our hands And twirl our fingers...we should fight back... Use the media right? Yea, the media's with us... There all for us, looking out, our big brother... Or is it just about getting the scoop? Or making the 6:00 news? Then again there not corrupted... After all...there not privately funded... Then what do we have? What can we use? What can we do to fight the corruption? There all against us, it's a fight that we will lose... Isn't that right? Nothing can be done? Or we can try...try and learn Like the writers of the Constitution? Those men in suits will lose one day Until we have our way Until we learn to fight back, After all it is our right... Thank God for that.... Yes, it is a beautiful country But it is being tainted, from Greed, Corruption, and Other affiliations...it is up to us To give the others a voice To fight the crush.... Tweet
Authors appreciate feedback! Please write to the authors to tell them what you liked or didn't like about the story! |
kickboxrko has 12 active stories on this site. Profile for kickboxrko, incl. all stories Email: kickboxrko@aol.com |