Laramidia
There is a great divide
Of the states both blue and red
The dinosaurs in days of old
Our books do say are dead.
In the land of Laramidia.
What's that you say
They're still alive this very day?
And still can't find their merry way?
In the land of Laramidia?
These Jurassic bores
And political whores
Blind to societies atrocities
Have so much fun in store.
So sad for us
Who gave our trust
In the land of Laramidia.
They see the world
Through archaic eyes
And court us with their absurd lies.
Their agendas are all truth-less
They play war games
With Innocent lives
Their minds and hearts are ruthless
In the land of Laramidia.
In our land we've found our way.
We have a moral compass
We feed our poor and fallen down
And our immigrants will not be found
On trains and buses homeward bound.
In the land of Laramidia.
We must awaken from the past
Its time to see the light at last
And a truth that's universal.
We won't accept in modern times
A supreme court flawed reversal.
In the land of Laramidia.
We vote against oppression
We see the plight
Of workers rights
And the tragedy of omission.
In the land of Laramidia
The sea of thought
That divides us from
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poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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