Back To Our Roots
Word on the street is something is coming down.
There is something brewing this side of town.
Maybe it’s a rumble between rival gangs.
Maybe it is only Friday night football signs.
It all depends on where you are located.
In the slums, where trash is accumulated.
Or, in the suburbs, or maybe, a rural town.
Or, it might be someone clowning around?
Most likely, it is serious to those involved.
They will push it as far as they are allowed.
I turn on the TV and what do I see?
Occupy Wall Street going on near me.
Is this what the fuss is all about?
Have not’s wanting the haves to feel the clout.
Do they think the world owes them a living?
Or maybe, they like taking instead of giving?
Capitalism is the American way.
Socialism is not. What else can I say.
Maybe things have tipped too far
In favor of those with money and cars.
When people can’t make a living
they will blame those who are not giving.
If everybody was working today
they would have a means to say:
“I can work my way to the top.”
“I will no longer have to push a mop.”
But, no work means no way to improve.
Which leads to rally’s and a lousy mood.
Our country did fine for 200 years.
Now, hard times has everyone’s ears.
Is there any way out of this terrible mess
that greedy leaders have caused, I’d guess?
Somehow, we have to get back to our roots.
Back when our nation produced the fruits
of ambitious, hard working men.
Who put God first and fought to win
the right for all to have the choice
to go to the top and have a voice
in all that is decided to be done.
Always knowing we all are the ones
that make this country what it is .
The greatest country that there is.———–R. W. Johnson—–(2011)