Corporate America
I didn’t go to help a crook
But watched a secret corporation
“Fear Company” led by CEO Rook
Send empty trucks full of frustration
“We’re paid empty or otherwise.
Protect our plunder of the people.”
Taxes went to people we despise
Red water stained step to steeple
We exchanged lives for Central Banks
Unknowing pawns in the globalist agenda
We are so thankful for your thanks
But freedom is a disguised pretender
It’s cruel to use the loyal one’s
Who love their country as themselves
To build noose for daughters and sons
So your crooked schemes are propelled
Where has liberty gone, you foul merchants of death pissing on American ideals?
Be sure your judgement will not be mine, but it will be swift.
Copyright © 2021 by Matt Antis. Originally published in Poet’s Guild’s Poem-A-Day on January 8, 2021, by Ink Jot Kingdom.