On a Night Before Christmas
On a night before Christmas with our country at rest
Our leaders convened to put freedom to test
The health care bill passed the dealmakers won
We’ll remember this day as an ominous one
So how did we get here, what path did we walk
To whom did we listen, to whom did we talk
Here are some thoughts, but they’re just an opinion
Wisdom or folly, it’s your own decision
We humans are good, we love life, we set goals
Original sin is not in our souls
It’s our nature to grow, to value and choose
To make a large footprint, to fill giant shoes
We produce, we build wealth, we relieve worldwide pain
But let others decide what to do with our gain
We build rockets, find power beneath ocean floors
But let others decide if that fits with our mores
We fight for what’s right, we defend every nation
But let others call us the scourge of creation
How can it be, what have we done?
Why are the heroes the ones who must run?
Whenever one fails to defend what is right
Others step in and then they have the might
They take our core values and turn them around
They distort their true meaning and force us way down
And what are those mores that gave them the power?
The ones turned against us in this very strange hour
What are the lessons we’ve learned in our years?
Are they sources of strength or agents of tears?
If money is evil and pride is a sin
Then why not pull health care from air that is thin
If love is for all no matter for what
What does love mean when it’s given for naught?
When our brother is someone whose need takes first place
Why the surprise when he scowls in our face?
When that camel can’t walk through that needle’s thin eye
Will we seek out the rich man and ask him to try?
I know we’ve meant well in what we have taught
But look what has happened, look what we have wrought
Now our values betray us, the good have to wilt
We’re confused sorry victims of undeserved guilt
Will we watch as our freedom and dreams slip away?
Will we watch as our children will slave and will pay?
How can we fix this, what can be done?
Is there time left to save us from Socialists’ gun?
The answer is “YES!”, it’s simple and sound
Let’s climb back atop the moral high ground
Let’s not waver, nor doubt, nor dally , nor tilt
Don’t accept what they say. LET’S GET RID OF OUR GUILT!
The warnings of pride are not meant to decry
The fire that burns within those who can fly
Let love have a price, there’s no other way
Diminish its value and it’s hell we will pay
To be sure help our brothers but demand their respect
Else they’ll bridle our will, else they’ll noose up our neck
They’ll blame us for problems when we’re not the cause
They’ll plot while we work and enslave us with laws
Freedom’s the answer but first we must learn
To cast off the guilt that we never did earn
Those who seek power hide their greatest of dread
That we’ll discover self love and refuse to be led
Those who are free build the wealth without czars
They unlock the secrets and plan trips to stars
They treat others as partners, they have nothing to hide
And everyone’s welcome to join in the ride
So let’s make a pledge in 2010
To believe in ourselves and never again
Let our values be used by those who seek power
For those who love freedom, it’s our finest hour
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