As an ancient curse once admonished
We now live in most interesting times
Yet few seem to be actually astonished
By the destruction before their own eyes
Our beautiful constitutional republic
Teeters from an outcrop on the brink
As liberty fades away in the sunset
Of a people too undisciplined to think
Unawareness is a product of indifference
Glib obsession with our narcissistic selves
As if children in a make-believe universe
Unaware of Progressive Marxist utopian hell
Hell on earth where freedom is diminished
Where property rights stay under attack
Wealth redistributed by our own government
Full of criminals and career political hacks
Progressives and Progressive Marxists co-mingle
Detached within the people's House and Senate
Real power provides an aphrodisiac-like tingle
Such brazen traitors no matter how they spin it
History holds empirical evidence for our future
Our Founders and Framers knew this all to well
The trajectory if our Constitution was in forfeiture
By a faithless culture under a silver-tongued spell
Wicked bills have been crammed down our throats
Reflecting the graft born of putrescence and slime
Yet they continue drilling holes in our sinking boat
We certainly are living in most interesting times
Through history we find practicable wisdom
Human behavior of thought and experience
We can't learn if our own history was re-written
Deftly censored from our everyday existence
What happened to hallowed American traditions
Of conservative ideals, values, and principles
Who quietly marched right through our institutions
Stealing our great American culture as if invisible
Conservatism seems the only political movement
Continuously preserving our constitutional republic
Perceiving our founding documents as Heaven-sent
Fighting every day for their philosophical content
Conservatism has been under a stealth assault
Over the last ten decades of our nation's past
Both Republicans and Democrats are at fault
Becoming wealthy while our country was trashed
Freedom's gunwale barely clears water's surface
Torpedoed by our own bankrupt ship of state
Only a Reagan or Sarah Palin could give purpose
To a conservative majority that thinks it's too late
Have we learned nothing from our own history
Are we to passively now accept our sordid fate
As subjects and slaves to unconscionable misery
At the tyrannous hands of an ever-expanding state
(C) Copyright Sandy Stringfellow/2013
Sandy Stringfellow is a writer and musician with an interest in history, economics, and politics. A fifth generation Floridian, he was born and raised in Gainesville, Florida. From an early age he developed a fascination with music, eventually playing in a variety of local bands.
Sandy continued to write as he made his living in the fields of commercial carpentry and retail sales. In 2001 one he established a home studio, where he records his songs.
He is currently employed driving tractor/semi-trailer combinations around Florida. Sandy can be reached on Facebook.