Fruitless fields surround the starving.
by Tyler Kelley
Hunger unnoticed by the bureaucracy.
Too much care for the welfare of others,
Dead and starving have no voice in the New World.
Our voices were taken along with our freedoms
in the name of National Security we surrender.
Sam just sits in his mansion overlooking Utopia
While Liberty's mouth received a blindfold too.
We must raise our voices now if we want to be heard.
No longer tolerate their tyrannical rule.
Reclaim the rights our forefathers fought for.
Or give me the death I have been awaiting.