The cycle of power

The cycle of power

A Poem by kjsa
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With cardboard signs there I stand

In the drenching rain

saying “f**k the man”

what will we gain

when he decides to have a war with Afghanistan 


No one cares

he's just a kid

standing there, with his signs

but when they're called for, they will see

how that kid

has many more

in the drenching rain


Their calling for

the man who thought

their lives were worth a

penny


“Treason!” the man shall yell

wanting for their heads

as they start to rebel


The man will see that he is alone

as his soldiers want to go home.

As we close in

he yells “Now your the man”


Bang, Bang


he has gone

and we have won.


But now there is a new man

saying moon must go to hell


Once again we begin to rebel...

© 2011 kjsa


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Added on August 25, 2011
Last Updated on September 17, 2011
Tags: Government, war, rebel, afghanistan

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