Disgruntled

Well, what a scrape we’ve got us into:
Surrendered our force to a government
That turns around and uses it on ourselves.
Seems like a mighty blasted joke!
Well, they have got the language, all they need.
To govern means to rule, control and guide about.
The guards of individual rights do not control,
Nor rule, nor guide. We need a guardianment,
An individual rights Protectorship,
For minds do not need governing by other minds,
But protection from the force of hands and muscles.
Protected, Guarded, Honored, Worshipped—the mind.

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2 Responses to Disgruntled

  1. Robert Tracy says:

    We’re on our own.

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