Three-Letter Folk
Traveling Far ~ Philip Brent Harris
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We’ve absolutely no idea how our world may change,
Despite those who have wild hairs of how to rearrange.
Someone, may push a button, start the last of our wars.
Perhaps we finally see the dream of having flying cars.
What of the three-letter agencies hidden in plain sight,
Who tell us they are around to save us from our plight?
Is that the plight they have caused by their own deceit?
Dirty dough, drugs, guns; more wrong that it’s discreet.
Your mistakes, don’t fret; they listen to all that you say.
At least, it’s been recorded, to be tallied some fine day.
Until, you speak the trigger words only they can know.
Then, you’ll no longer play, no $200.00, don’t pass go.
You may have done nothing wrong but question, think;
In their clutches you’ll give in, confess, turn into a fink.
Just remember, what is wrong is something they decide.
Softly persistent, convey your truth, secrets you confide.
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Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment
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