An Intruder From The Past
by gene karl
a serious parody of A Visitor From The Past
by Thelen Paulk,
with whom I respect, but disagree.

I had a nightmare the other night that I now understand.
A figure walking through my mind with a compass in his hand. 
His red coat was neat and tidy, as he stood there by my bed.
He took off his Masonic apron and speaking low, he said:

You fought a revolution, to secure your Liberty.
While we wrote our Constitution, and established Congress, a pillar of tyranny.
For future generations, this legacy we gave,
ALL CRIMES ARE AGAINST THE STATE,
NOT THE VICTIM, you bloody page.

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 your colony, 
what I really mean is 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 lives can be controlled.
You pay for crimes that make your Nations, turn from God in shame.
You've taken Satan's number, as you've traded in your name.

You've given government control, to agents of the crown.
So they can burn down churches, and steal the family farm.
And keep your country deep in debt, put men of God in jail.
Harass your fellow countrymen, while corrupted courts prevail.

Your public servants DO uphold the Masonic oaths 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 YOU fought and died?
Or don't you have the courage, or the brains to stand with pride?
There are no more values for which you can fight to save.
You bought our propaganda, it's our wish your children live in fear and be a slave!

People of the Republics, keep sleeping, forget this slight of hand!
Keep defending the Constitution, instead of God's Law, the REAL Supreme Law of the Land!
Preserve our Great Democracy, destroy each God Given Right!
And pray to Baphomet, to keep the torch of Waco burning bright!

As I awoke he vanished, in the hell from whence he came.
His words were true, we are not Free, we have ourselves to blame.
For even now as lawyers, trample each God Given Right.
We only watch and tremble, too stupid to study first, then fight.

If he stood by your bedside, in a dream, while you're asleep,
and revealed what remains of God's Law that we forgot to keep,
What would be your thoughts, if he called out from the grave;
THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR LAND OF THE FREE, 
THAT'S WHY IT'S HOME OF THE SLAVE.

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BREAK THE TRANCE, STOP DOING THE DOUBLE-MINDED DANCE
just a message brought to you by 
The Anti-Federalist Society
http://www.no-debts.com/af.html


compare to the original:
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A Visitor From The Past
by Thelen Paulk

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.

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 lives 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??