4th of july apropos… freedom… etc…

I saw a bumper sticker the other day…“she’s not my governor”
and with sharpie in hand I had a plan to pencil in “she is now”
because I could of knocked the proverbial block off
and I could have desecrated your elevated large treaded private property symbol
and your mental environment all at the same time

but (sigh) it really doesn’t matter
because bumper stickers are nothing more
than chips on people’s shoulders with a peal off sticky-back
and this is our domestication
and this is our mob rule intimidation
and civilized debate is replaced
with high gloss mass produced weather proof indelible graffiti
anchored to polished lifestyle transportation mechanisms

and just where have all the great orators gone
and are they hiding behind their cult of personality
because their jobs, status, and egos need protected
and now who are really the sheep

and when can the rest of us draw our own line in the sand
and not to just dare someone on the other side to cross it
but instead stand united as an impenetrable wall of conscience
to say enough is enough
and not with a passive aggessive sucker punch
or with retaliation as an agenda lurking in the bushes
waiting to spring forth
and pounce with vengeance to punish those that breach
because that is about as fascist as it gets
and all we really need to do is utter the smallest word
with the greatest pronouncement of defiance
… no!

And rational minds overflowing with reason
with interlocked consciousness forming a line of defense
defiantly standing and not posturing
like an army about to make its last stand
and it’s always good to dream