I follow a path and it leads me to the end of the dream.
I wander through the streets and see neon lights.
What have we all become? When this dream is over, where will we all end up?
The streets are mostly empty now. People are in hiding, or are living in a fenced up FEMA camp facility, equiped with barbwire fencing on the inside to keep the people from escaping their own personal hell.
Working the fields ... picking, picking, picking ... packing, packing, packing ... A never ending cycle ... flashlights shining, backs aching, feet hurting ... no nice fitting comfortable shoes to wear, in this false prison camp. Body aching all the time ...
I raise my hands to the sky and scream out ... "WHAT HAVE WE ALL DONE THAT JUSTIFIES YOUR REASONING AS TO WHY WE HAVE TO BE PENNED UP LIKE CATTLE, PIGS, AND CHICKENS???!!!"
We now know that the ones in charge don't believe we are worthy of living a free life, with the freedom to choose what is best for ourselves, and for our families.
The children of the people in the camps have already been separated from them, and taken underground to the Alien bases, so that they can be experimented on, and to also have their young organs harvested, so that the powers that be and their families, can live longer lives than the regular people, who risk being euthanized, if one of their vital organs begins to fail, just because their government health insurance doesn't cover replacement organs.
Health Care Reform ... INDEED !!!
The Dream is over, but I am not going down easily ...
My dream has only just begun ...
