Whispering to the Madman (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Do the martyrs those who have fallen the innocents in the square, the street yearning for their freedom Do they ...
Do the martyrs those who have fallen the innocents in the square, the street yearning for their freedom Do they ...
Do they hear their cries steeling them to action do the people hear the cries the cries of the martyrs ...
Firing on the innocents gunning down the protesters coming from the time of prayers into the Square of the Martyrs ...
Wondering, half a world away what they must be going through coming out of prayers into the square into the ...
More than metaphorical The tyrant firing on the people rubber bullets, ammunition tear gas on his people Coming from prayers ...
What will happen this Friday in that land when the mosques empty the people done with their prayers will the ...
All of us needing to join them in prayer all of the people praying near the squares No matter our ...
In the beginning of our nation the bands of Minutemen, rebels the opposition of tyranny rising in the colonies We ...
We must stand with them not be duped by the madman convinced to label them as rebels when they are ...
In the coming of Friday prayers for the whole region especially for Libya that the blood of the martyrs would ...
Let the madman rant let him rave deny him a platform deny him the stage Allowing him to speak to ...
In stating false truth in denying reality fear in his defiance in their deference to him Power eroding the nation ...
Calling in the media staging illusion attempting to shape the news creating a false truth No such thing as peace ...
His madness will not quell the blaze starting to grow his last stand will only fan the flames of the ...
The delusion of power of central authority unwilling to leave in the face of the protest The price of his ...
The truth no weapon the pictures on the scene the reports from around the world a fiction in his mind ...
Whisper of his delusions an opiate of his making chilling in its measure its potential to kill to harm his ...
Someone in the inner circle must heed the cries of the people the cries of the martyrs yearning to be ...
A shiver with the room a shudder as they lied denying the truth plain to our sight Wondering aloud what ...
The country convulsing wanting to be free the east already gone the noose tightening but the capital still captive in ...
Cringing in watching the lies of the sons the madness of the father washing off on them A stage for ...
His strident language threats to his people willing to go house to house to root out their freedom The harsh ...
Evil standing there spewing its bile the rantings of evil ready to kill a nation Rivers of blood executions of ...
Will the world finally speak out if he attacks the fields will we finally take notice when the oil is ...
Letting this stand the oppression of the nations letting the people starve in subjugation Standing idly by as the people ...
Watching in horror the madman on the balcony rambling on incessantly of who would be executed who would be killed ...
The world watching needing to speak to act in justice to protect the meek Madness on the stage personified in ...
He will not be a martyr a champion of the people dying for something noble or worth He will go ...
Holding up my smelly sneaker the sole of my shoe as he claimed to be a martyr How dare he ...
Genocide, infanticide a people, cut down losing innocence, innocent lives because of the fear of the king the ruler's fears ...
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