Men have devoured the planet to become gods

Blood, sweat, desire, fear, and loyalty drove them to madness

The Greeks mingled and shared their freedom with blood from their swords

Explaining to the known world that they were here to stay

But they slipped and lost their footing

Then a wolf nursed two boys from the wild

Rome became an empire and held on by their fingernails

But the roads led to the east

To an isthmus that tried to keep them alive

Butchering and hacking the remembrance of Rome

Then foreigners from the steps threatened life to horrible pains

Disease seeped up from the roots of existence and stricken the ones that wanted mercy

Brutality and control made a destructive culture

But the cross laid in the clouds above

Then in the night sky a crescent moon formed

A new power was created from the sand dunes with a fiery fever

Flooding their zeal with no understanding

Until the dam of the cross held them at bay

Bloods lines rolled over the continent like waves on the shore

Our good father made sure of their divine presence

Fake crowns sprouted and ruled over the lands that created wounds

Then a name not created but remembered said its first words.....Democracy

A forgotten concept that had to be controlled

Slaughter served up as a dish to the ones who have always been silent

The poor screaming in the streets with wild hunger hidden in their voices

While peering eyes stare from marble balconies

Fear racing through their minds but expressionless

Fists pumping into the air, finally, freedom has been given

Or has it..........