Poor Choices, Lack Of Voices
There was a way before the fall.
If there was any way at all.
It was a time. There was a choice.
A time back when you had a voice.
You could choose right. It was allowed.
Many did. They had avowed.
Others didn’t. They still complain.
They thought life was such a pain.
They wanted more but, they got less.
There was no way they felt blessed.
They are not sorry for their choice.
They felt they, then, had a voice.
Yet, the results are totally wrong.
Seems they waited way too long.
Now they are ruled with an iron hand.
There is no freedom in the land.
Now, no matter what choice you make,
It will be a big mistake.
The government has total control.
They say what to do and where to go.
You no longer have a will.
You are so mad, you could kill.
Actually, you have nothing at all.
But, you were the one who made that call.
Now, there is little but, feeling blue.
The big “S” will tell you what to do.
——————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)