It was a dreadful night when I heard word
The news said the trusted man was stirred
To steal away the bullets and lead
And lead the march against the free instead

He held up high some crazy men
And claimed it wouldn’t happen again
If the lawful would just sacrifice
And surrender the means to guard their life

Trade their liberty and property
For a fading glimpse of security
The devils game since the dawn of man
Divide, disarm to conquer the land

Asked to bow, submit, and put all faith
In lies, and liars and apostate
There is little left for honest men
Wolves smell blood, the snakes crawl in

The criminals all rejoice in words
That shield bad deeds from justice swords
Left to strike without repose
Innocent death is unopposed

Tyrants whistle a cold dark tune
Pleased that history lost to time so soon
Now nothing stands between freedom and hell
Bury the past in the wishing well

With no walls to quell the evil tide
The man of sin, four horses ride
The luke warm cower for lack of will
The old republic abandoned and still

Through ages might makes right the lie
That enslaves the ones they pacify
With other’s riches fleeced for need
Crouch down and lick the hands that feed

The center does not hold with time
Truths expose the serpent’s rhyme
A whisper wounds the golden hall
The meek push on as kingdoms fall

As centuries roll across the land
The scholars try to comprehend
How men had risen above the kings
Then fallen back to suffering

They stood upon freedom’s shore
Where greed drove the fight for more
Of gifts and legacies unearned
Godless and broke, their liberty burned

Since ashes mask that final day
New words were made, designed to say
The careful lies that fool the “free”
To embrace their unarmed destiny

And the chains set lightly
A distant flame burns brightly

An original poem by Davy Crockett, LittlePuppyDogs.com

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