Complacency, is as dangerous as incompetence. We must never again let our guard down, America is a target for any number of hate mongers who are determined to bring us down. We must further secure our borders, north and south, and we the people, must send a message to Washington that we will not accept politically correct policies that put Americans, here at home and around the world, at risk. Let us not become the village that slept..
WHILE THE VILLAGE SLEPT
Out, beyond the range
of the scent of the hounds,
the invaders massed in force.
Preparing without haste,
waiting without sound,
for events to set the course.
Time, for them an ally
as the village slept in peace,
secure within the comfort, of their past.
Danger long forgotten,
their defenses had no crease.
And, against all armies, they’d hold fast.
The invasion planned
well before this hour
for any circumstance, unknown.
The villagers were soon to be
without their usual power,
and then, into the chaos thrown.
At the hour of the rooster
when he began to crow,
the invaders took to arms.
And with the sun,
into the village flowed.
Giving quarter none, from harm.
The gore and blood
in rivers ran,
from every site and section.
Where were the vaunted defenses now,
the protectors of this land?
Might there have been, defections?
When death’s visit ended
and the slain brought out to count,
were hundreds, nevermore to be.
Piled high at center square
a vast and great amount,
of those spirits, now set free.
And the traitors with their silver,
slithered back away from there,
with their evil bought and paid.
While the invaders, ate and drank
from the village shares,
and no act imagined, was forbade.
The women were as chattel
the children kicked and scorned,
for to the victors now, all things had passed.
And the living, wished at times to be
they, who now are mourned.
And upon those traitors, curses cast.
Now, the time of occupation
would linger for an age,
and then once more again, the village slept.
Secure now in defenses
that on a grander stage,
tricks them to forget, how once they wept!
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