"A VISITOR FROM THE PAST"
 Copyright 1986 by Thelen Paulk
 P.O. Box 437, Watervliet, MI
 49098-0437

REVOLUTIONARY DREAM!!!
I had a dream the other night, I didn't understand.
 A figure walking through the mist, with flintlock in his hand. His
clothes were torn and dirty, as he stood there by my bed.
He took off his three-cornered hat, and speaking low, he said:
"We fought a revolution, to secure our liberty. We wrote the
Constitution, as a shield from tyranny. For future generations, this
legacy we gave. In this, the land of the free and the home of the brave.
"The freedom we secured for you, we hoped you'd always keep. But tyrants
labored endlessly while your parents were asleep. Your freedom gone,
your courage lost, you're no more than a slave. In this, the land of the
free and home of the brave.
"You buy permits to travel, and permits to own a gun, Permits to start a
business, or to build a place for one.  On land that you believe you
own, you pay a yearly rent. Although you have no voice in choosing, how
the money's spent.
"Your children must attend a school that doesn't educate. Your Christian
values can't be taught, according to the state. You read about the
current news, in a regulated press. You pay a tax you do not owe, to
please the I.R.S.

"Your money is no longer made of Silver or of Gold. You trade your
wealth for paper, so your life can be controlled. You pay for crimes
that make our Nation, turn from God in shame. You've taken Satan's
number, as you've traded in your name.
"You've given government control, to those who do you harm, So they can
padlock churches, and steal the family farm, And keep our country deep
in debt, put men of God in jail, Harass your fellow countrymen, while
corrupted courts prevail.
"Your public servants don't uphold the solemn oath they've sworn. Your
daughters visit doctors, so their children won't be born.  Your leaders
ship artillery, and guns to foreign shores, And send your sons to
slaughter, fighting other people's wars.
"Can you regain the freedom for which we fought and died? Or don't you
have the courage, or the faith to stand with pride? Are there no more
values for which you'll fight to save? Or do you wish your children, to
live in fear and be a slave?

"People of the Republic, arise and take a stand! Defend the
Constitution, the Supreme Law of the Land! Preserve our Great Republic,
and God-Given Right! And pray to God, to keep the torch of Freedom
burning bright!
"As I awoke he vanished, in the mist from whence he came. His words were
true, we are not Free, we have ourselves to blame. For even now as
tyrants, trample each God-Given Right. We only watch and tremble, too
afraid to stand and fight. If he stood by your bedside, in a dream,
while you're asleep, And wonders what remains of our Rights he fought to
keep, What would be your answer, if he called out from the grave: "IS
THIS STILL THE LAND OF THE FREE AND HOME OF THE BRAVE???"