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    A poem for this coming Declaration Day.

    I found this online. Thought I would share it here. I did not write this and take no credit. I just though it was a decent poem for this coming Declaration Day.........





    I had a dream the other night, I didn't understand.
    A figure walking through the mist, with flintlock in his hand.
    His clothes were torn and dirty, as he stood there by my bed.
    He took off his three-cornered hat, and speaking low, he said:

    "We fought a revolution, to secure our liberty.
    We wrote the Constitution, as a shield from tyranny.
    For future generations, this legacy we gave.
    In this, the land of the free and home of the brave.

    "The freedom we secured for you, we hoped you'd always keep.
    But tyrants labored endlessly while your parents were asleep.
    Your freedom gone, your courage lost, you're no more than a slave.
    In this, the land of the free and home of the brave.

    "You buy permits to travel, and permits to own a gun, permits to
    start a business, or to build a place for one.
    On land that you believe you own, you pay a yearly rent.
    Although you have no voice in choosing, how the money's spent.

    "Your children must attend a school that doesn't educate.
    Your Christian values can't be taught, according to the state.
    You read about the current news, in a regulated press.
    You pay a tax you do not owe, to please the I.R.S.

    "Your money is no longer made of Silver or of Gold.
    You trade your wealth for paper, so your life can be controlled.
    You pay for crimes that make our Nation, turn from God in shame.
    You've taken Satan's number, as you've traded in your name.

    "You've given government control, to those who do you harm,
    so they can padlock churches, and steal the family farm, and
    keep our country deep in debt, put men of God in jail, and harass
    your fellow countrymen, while corrupted courts prevail.

    "Your public servants don't uphold the solemn oath they've sworn.
    Your daughters visit Doctors, so their children won't be born.
    Your leaders ship artillery and guns to foreign shores,
    And send your sons to slaughter, fighting other people's wars.

    "Can you regain the freedom for which we fought and died?
    Or don't you have the courage, or the faith to stand with pride?
    Are there no more values for which you'll fight to save?
    Or do you wish your children, live in fear and be a slave?

    "Sons of the Republic, arise and take a stand!
    Defend the Constitution, the Supreme Law of the Land!
    Preserve our Great Republic, and each GOD-Given Right!
    And pray to GOD, to keep the torch of Freedom burning bright!"

    As I awoke he vanished, in the mist from whence he came.
    His words were true, we are not Free, we have ourselves to blame.
    For even now as tyrants trample each GOD-Given Right,
    We only watch and tremble, too afraid to stand and fight.

    If he stood by your bedside, in a dream, while you're asleep,
    and wonders what remains of our Rights he fought to keep,
    what would be your answer, if he called out from the grave:
    "IS THIS STILL THE LAND OF THE FREE AND HOME OF THE BRAVE?"

    written by: Thelen Paulk
    A wise and frugal Government, which shall restrain men from injuring one another, shall leave them otherwise free to regulate their own pursuits of industry and improvement, and shall not take from the mouth of labor the bread it has earned. This is the sum of good government.- Thomas Jefferson March 4 1801

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    Quote Originally Posted by END_THE_FED View Post
    I found this online. Thought I would share it here. I did not write this and take no credit. I just though it was a decent poem for this coming Declaration Day.........





    I had a dream the other night, I didn't understand.
    A figure walking through the mist, with flintlock in his hand.
    His clothes were torn and dirty, as he stood there by my bed.
    He took off his three-cornered hat, and speaking low, he said:

    "We fought a revolution, to secure our liberty.
    We wrote the Constitution, as a shield from tyranny.
    For future generations, this legacy we gave.
    In this, the land of the free and home of the brave.

    "The freedom we secured for you, we hoped you'd always keep.
    But tyrants labored endlessly while your parents were asleep.
    Your freedom gone, your courage lost, you're no more than a slave.
    In this, the land of the free and home of the brave.

    "You buy permits to travel, and permits to own a gun, permits to
    start a business, or to build a place for one.
    On land that you believe you own, you pay a yearly rent.
    Although you have no voice in choosing, how the money's spent.

    "Your children must attend a school that doesn't educate.
    Your Christian values can't be taught, according to the state.
    You read about the current news, in a regulated press.
    You pay a tax you do not owe, to please the I.R.S.

    "Your money is no longer made of Silver or of Gold.
    You trade your wealth for paper, so your life can be controlled.
    You pay for crimes that make our Nation, turn from God in shame.
    You've taken Satan's number, as you've traded in your name.

    "You've given government control, to those who do you harm,
    so they can padlock churches, and steal the family farm, and
    keep our country deep in debt, put men of God in jail, and harass
    your fellow countrymen, while corrupted courts prevail.

    "Your public servants don't uphold the solemn oath they've sworn.
    Your daughters visit Doctors, so their children won't be born.
    Your leaders ship artillery and guns to foreign shores,
    And send your sons to slaughter, fighting other people's wars.

    "Can you regain the freedom for which we fought and died?
    Or don't you have the courage, or the faith to stand with pride?
    Are there no more values for which you'll fight to save?
    Or do you wish your children, live in fear and be a slave?

    "Sons of the Republic, arise and take a stand!
    Defend the Constitution, the Supreme Law of the Land!
    Preserve our Great Republic, and each GOD-Given Right!
    And pray to GOD, to keep the torch of Freedom burning bright!"

    As I awoke he vanished, in the mist from whence he came.
    His words were true, we are not Free, we have ourselves to blame.
    For even now as tyrants trample each GOD-Given Right,
    We only watch and tremble, too afraid to stand and fight.

    If he stood by your bedside, in a dream, while you're asleep,
    and wonders what remains of our Rights he fought to keep,
    what would be your answer, if he called out from the grave:
    "IS THIS STILL THE LAND OF THE FREE AND HOME OF THE BRAVE?"

    written by: Thelen Paulk
    BRAVO, BRAVO!!!!!! literally brought tears to my eyes.

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    Wow, thank you for posting this. I am going to copy this so that I may pass it on elsewhere.

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    If you re-post it somewhere, please leave the author's name intact.
    Last edited by END_THE_FED; 07-03-2012 at 12:58 AM.
    A wise and frugal Government, which shall restrain men from injuring one another, shall leave them otherwise free to regulate their own pursuits of industry and improvement, and shall not take from the mouth of labor the bread it has earned. This is the sum of good government.- Thomas Jefferson March 4 1801

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    Thank you for posting this poem.

    I haven't read this poem for 20 yrs years. I still almost brought tears to my eyes.

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    Quote Originally Posted by onestar 50 View Post
    Thank you for posting this poem.

    I haven't read this poem for 20 yrs years. I still almost brought tears to my eyes.

    I saw/read it for the first time a couple days ago. I am not afraid to admit that the first couple times I read it, brought tears to my eyes.
    A wise and frugal Government, which shall restrain men from injuring one another, shall leave them otherwise free to regulate their own pursuits of industry and improvement, and shall not take from the mouth of labor the bread it has earned. This is the sum of good government.- Thomas Jefferson March 4 1801

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    Quote Originally Posted by END_THE_FED View Post
    If you re-post it somewhere, please leave the author's name intact.
    I made sure I did. Thanks again.

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    Hoorah! Happy Independence day everyone!

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    The radio station I like, RBN, normally has a few hosts that read this poem a couple times a year.

    I still like it however most people still don't understand it.
    Provision for free medical attendance and nursing, for clothing, for food, for housing, for the education of children, and a hundred other matters, might with equal propriety be proposed as tending to relieve the employee of mental strain and worry. --- These matters obviously lie outside the orbit of congressional power. (Railroad Retirement Board v Alton Railroad)

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    The poem in the OP aligns nicely with an article/essay entitled Walter Mitty's Second Amendment. Here's the first and last paragraphs:

    Once upon a time, there was a people who inhabited a majestic land under an all-powerful government. Now this government had the resources to control practically every aspect of human existence; hundreds of thousands of "public servants" could access the most personal details of every citizen's life because everyone was issued a number at birth with which the government would track him throughout his life. No one could even work in gainful employment without this number...
    ...But they never knew and never learned that preserving a tradition and a way of life is not the same as preserving liberty. And they never knew and never learned that it's not about guns.
    http://www.lewrockwell.com/orig/snyder8.html

    Note that the author, Jeff Snyder, also penned, A Nation of Cowards.

    http://rkba.org/comment/cowards.html
    I'll make you an offer: I will argue and fight for all of your rights, if you will do the same for me. That is the only way freedom can work. We have to respect all rights, all the time--and strive to win the rights of the other guy as much as for ourselves.

    If I am equal to another, how can I legitimately govern him without his express individual consent?

    There is no human being on earth I hate so much I would actually vote to inflict government upon him.

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