Anarchy


What's wrong with anarchy, peace had it's chance.
Let's give hoodlums and deadbeats a reason to dance.
As law abiding citizens  we owe them a fair share.
So leave your doors open, show them how you care.
Let them waltz in and right out with your stuff.
Give them your money, don't try to get tough.
If you don't cooperate they can beat you to death.
The country is theirs now, so just save your breath.
The government steals your rights, thieves take your guns.
You might even fall victim to your daughters and sons.
A land without morals is an anarchist dream.
 Put your hand over your mouth and silently scream.
You have no more rights, no right to complain.
So go rob a bank, play the same losers game.
Find where their living and take your stuff back.
If it was sold to buy drugs then steal their smack.
The left will never admit anarchy works for them.
They want chaos and disorder, a future more grim.
It's why the border's wide open, inner cities on fire.
It's why they say the police are no longer required.
It's a means to an end, their new commie paradise.
Destroy the country, by any ungofly device.
When America's finally fallen, clean up the streets.
Slaughter the anarchists, put gestapo on the beat.
It has been successful, but communists always fail.
After millions have perished the right will prevail.
It never succeeds but the commies will try again.
They can't see the truth through the communist spin.
D.L. Crockett -- 5/4/23


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