Is It Poetry

(1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

When The Mind Is Without Fear


The cold war was won by warmth of mind.
And we whom were young then old remade.
America we sang I tis of thee.
We hid beneath our desks and deals were made
they then shook hands God rest our souls.
And now again we swarm the land like ants.
With no relief in sight except more death.
Now their own mother's day of love is met by
father's day and night turns into sight.
And now again the enemy is u.s.
You must be watched and you, you act surprised.
We have looked the other way and when for that.
Look around at all the camera's there's no regrets.
When You forget to be the best of them you have.

Submitted: Saturday, July 27, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013
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