THE DIE IS CAST
We are caret balls and chainsWe carry them unseen
Our freedoms taken away
One at a time , then , more and more
Soon we will have none left
Then it will be , to late to protest
Warnings , were given
But to few listened or read , headed , gave a dame
Now it's way to late , the die is cast
Ken D Williams
They Dyslexic Wordsmith
Poetry by ken d williams

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Written on 2013-06-07 at 01:29




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