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A Visitor from the Past

by Thelen Paulk

 

I had a dream the other night, I did not understand
A figure walking through the mist, with flintlock in his hand
His clothes were torn and dirty;
As he stood their by my bed, he took off his three cornered hat
And speaking low, he said,

We fought a revolution to secure our Liberty
We wrote the Constitution, as a shield from tyranny
For future generations this legacy we gave
In this, the land of the free and the home of the brave

The freedom we secured for you, we hoped you'd always keep
But tyrants labored endlessly, while your parents were asleep
Your freedom gone - Your courage lost - Your no more than a slave
In this, the land of the free and the home of the brave

You buy a permit to travel, and a permit to own a gun
Permits to start a business or to build a place for one
On land that you believe you own, you pay a yearly rent
Although you have no voice in choosing, how the money's spent

Your children must attend a school, that does not educate
Your Christian values can't be taught, according to the State
You read about the current news in a regulated press
You pay a tax you do not owe, to please the IRS

Your money is no longer made of silver or gold
You trade your wealth for paper, so your life can be controlled
You pay for crimes that make your nation turn from God in shame
You've taken Satans number, as you traded in your name

You've given government control to those who do you harm,
so they can padlock churches, and steal the family farm
and keep our country deep in debt,
put men of God in jail, harass your fellow countrymen
While corrupted courts prevail

Your public servants don't uphold the solemn oath they swore
Your daughters visit doctors, so their children won't be born
Your leaders ship artillery and guns to foreign shores,
and send your sons to slaughter, to fight other peoples wars

Can you regain your freedom, for which we fought and died,
or don't you have the courage or the faith to stand with pride
Are there no more values for which you would fight to save,
or do you wish your children, to live in fear and be a slave

Sons of the Republic, arise and take a stand
Defend the Constitution, the supreme law of the land
Preserve our great Republic, and teach each God given right,
and pray to God to keep the torch of freedom burning bright..."

 
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