Poezja

Freedom won on a
distant battlefield
Gallant words to
remember them by
Unspoken tears for the
old to cry,
A game for the young to
play
Never a thought for
freedoms way
.
For tyrants are easy to
spot
Peaceful takeovers not,
Look through the haze
.
For when wheat replaces
the meadows
The birds have no home
When forests are
felled,
Extinction will come
You are a commodity,
For globalisation has won
.
When TV calls caressing
your soul
With the next discount,
and
“Yes its free fitting”
Without a shot being
fired
Your future mortgaged
.
And when your ration of
bread
Demands the last fish
in the sea
Neatly Packaged and
dolphin free
Who will pay the price?
..
This is the legacy
There is no escape
Big brother is watching
.
Mankind in a zoo of its
own creation
Come, peer through the
bars at,
This condemnation of society broken
For freedom lies on the
other side.