Typed Word Series

Bluebird

We need to sneak past the gates

Armed to the teeth

And fix these hero'ed mistakes

Shine revolution's small flame

And find the bluebird with no name

Our home of the free and land of the brave

Has been sold to the highest bidder

Hawking freedom for approval

And bravery for anything better

Ceding our souls to the devils on both shoulders

The double cocked lies would find their holsters

And truth would fly like lightning

Fast and free after years fettered

Only truth stayed - captured and shuttered

Cornered by ripping talons of the comfortably fed

Never left the lime tree

Never will become free

Pomp and circumstance: magical misdirections

For the flying flame not coming

Hold faith it lives for a revelation

Like a secret - keep hope safe

None of those we've given keys

Will risk their position

For a prisoner's freedom

We need to sneak past the gates

Armed to the teeth

And fix these hero'ed mistakes

Shine revolution's small flame

And find the bluebird with no name

3/21/13