Hold the line.
Because the fashists are coming.
Stand your ground.
The oligarchs,
are hunting and gunning.
They reveal much,
deceptive deception.
Violence and greed,
the byproducts,
of their direction.
As they are building monopolies,
they get hungry.
Why,
are people running.
There is,
no place to go.
We have,
learned that from,
how we treated the refuges.
That came to us,
so desperately.
For help.
In their time of need.
Yet we,
mostly treated them,
so harshly and violently.
How can we expect,
a place for you and me.
When we flee.
That is why,
we must stand our ground sincerely.
We must plant our feet and give them,
our underdog beast.
For it is not,
when you die.
But how you die.
Which decides,
victory or defeat.
No room,
for surrender or retreat.
And we may be,
the last man standing.
Always out numberd and out gunned,
Has forever,
been their planning.
👁️

© Joseph harris