Where is the savior of our People, in this time of crisis? This is done in an iambic dodecameter rhyme.
O, WHERE IS THE PATRIOT?
Haters stormed the castle, living in luxury,
While patriots seem to have – only apathy,
House and government – yes – is truly up in smoke,
Such haters have control – they are running us broke,
Why did these strange, bad things really get out of hand,
We let foreigners hold sway throughout our great land,
Just once, it would be great if justices hold fast,
Follow Constitution, allowing land to last,
O, where is the patriot, one with righteous sword?
To slash at the enemy, to sever their chord,
Force them from this greatest, wonderful, righteous land,
To end this horrible evil, and have it banned,
O, where is the patriot, one we wait for now?
The bold one to lead us, and say, ‘We will not bow!’
PTR February 8, 2012
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