Wethepeople cerita

This is a "story" on how we naturally look at ourselves. Instead we should look at us being pretty and happy with ourselves.

seeing things from my point of view

This is the Constitution of Savageland.

This poem is a brief synopsis of how times are in this day and age.

Freedom I know the truth and the truth will set me free Trust in God, Bible, and liberty Let freedom ring In my heart, my dreams, and reality Proverty to normality Make a stand and speak-up for what is right Opinions and options made Be civil, be bright There is freedom in America A choice to be made in the USA No hate no esoterica Under Christian motives A New World One Republic In which we stand One Nation Under God Indivisible with Justice and all We pray Freedom in American votives

Declaration of Sovereignty. Constitutional Supreme Law of the Land. 4th Branch of the Government. Will of the People.

When the Minority becomes a Majority, how would response stray from revolt? We the People. What do we want? Same as anyone else, really. -(_)- Stand for what is yours.

Inside My Chaotic Mind

An updated version of the current U.S. Constitution.

" Like the quote from Shakespeare said, I'm your weThepeople You're my carigstitution " <3

It's 2050 35 years ago the government shut down. Leaving all to live in Anarchy. The United States were gone. Along with every other monarchy and democracy. 34 years ago a new government formed. The Republic was built. They made us conform to all laws created. 32 years ago our government turned into a dictatorship and All evidence found of the United States was burnt. 30 years ago a rebellion was created. The outcasts. Men, Woman, teenagers, and children. They formed The Outcasts in hopes that one day the United States would live again. 28 years ago Delaware, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, Georgia, Massachusetts, Maryland,South Carolina, New Hampshire, Virginia, New York, North Carolina, and Rhode Island, Maine, and Connecticut Rebelled against the Republic. They now call them selves The Colonies. Where all outcasts live, but there are still Outcasts in the Republic. Fighting. 16 years ago I was born. But for 34 years there's always been one ceremony. The Reaping

An essay by poet and writer Troy R. Jackson.

BELIEVE! That's pretty much we need ,enough to help us fight.To fight with our own demons and to see the light within!