Human Spirit Poem by Ridge Dillard

Human spirit
what can kill it?
Not a corporation
Not a politician
Not the smiling villains
Which corrupt a once free nation
Lie to the masses
and teach lies in the classes
Just to keep them under control
Make sure the masses know their role
watch the manifestation of billionaire dreams
From the rolling hills of freedom, hear the screams
Of those promised liberty
Generations of minorities burning endlessly
We’re just starting slavery
Generations of minorities dying needlessly
Fat Rats steadily hording cheese
The Money that dictates just how free
You are
You ain’t
Your spirit is starved.