This is a poem penned by a Nevada rancher and cowboy poet in the wake of the Nevada standoff between Cliven Bundy and his family and friends and the Federal Bureau of Land management (BLM).
This poem is not about a cowman who refused to give up rights
Or how the Feds have treated him and started all these fights
And it’s not about what side I’m on for a tortoise or some fees
This is all about our government out doing as it please
A Call to All
Americans, listen up and fear
About what’s happening out here
How our bureaucracies do anything to win
They stomp all over rights
Starting State and local fights
Stealing land and property from citizens
How the bureau of mis-management
Doesn’t even have to get consent
To spend six million to put one lone rancher down
Cuz, a tortoise might get stepped on
And some fees they disagree on ,,
Make it worth Gestapo force with guns and hounds?
The roots from which this stems
Come from their rules, all wrote by them
And they enforce their rules, but if you disagree
Guess who judges the whole mess?
You don’t even have to guess
The monster’s growing folks, it’s hungry and wants feed
Shall we all just sit and watch
While they carve another notch
From the rights that they have whittled on for years
One more gouge might cut plumb through
Allowing government to rule
And that would be the summit of our fears
Do you want a wolf Bo Peep
That will kill and eat your sheep
Or a guard dog to protect the sheep you own?
The offensive they’ve unfurled
Is reminiscent of third world
Who have ever thought it’d happen here at home?
And the puppet bureaucrats
Who are supposed to have our backs
The gorilla tactics they employ, folks, just ain’t right
They are poking hornet nests
Causing anger and unrest
They’ve no idea the deep resolve of folks they’ll fight
And sheriff, what the Hell’s with you ?
Do what you were sworn to do
Your siding with the Feds on this seems odd
Which politician got to you?
You protect and serve just who?
We need sheriffs not afraid to do their job
For, if they get away with this
Our freedom’s thrown to the abyss
And we will all feel Big Bad Brother’s iron hand
We best get out of our chairs
Prove to them that we do care
For the rights and freedoms that have built this land
Makes sense, when there’s no other sense ‘
It’s a shame but sometimes people must stand strong
It worked for Civil rights and Vietnam
And for the rights that women won
And,in each case, it proved the government was wrong
And how did the Feds respond?
Well, they went so far beyond
And murdered citizens for how they think and feel
How many wars, of late, have we been in
Because they lied and fed their spin?
And we lost soldiers, reputation and billions in the deal
You good folks who do not live out here
It’s best you listen close and fear
The systems rigged and now they’re wanting more
They’ve shown willingness to kill
For things against the peoples will
As Americans are we to take much more?
And this ruling with force and fear
Seems to escalate each year
Friends,they are nothing more than ‘enemies of state’
Why would they come with thugs and snipers
Taze and threaten folks like vipers
If what they’re doing is at all legitimate?
And for the mess that we have got
Follow the trail way up the top
They need arrested where they haven’t spread their claws
We go get individual crooks
That are juggling the books
Why does a government job protect them from the law
And accomplices should do time
For participating in the crime
Just as bank robbers, armed and acting tough
I can’t conceive what kind of minds
Would condone these kinds of crimes
Against neighbors just saying, “that’s enough”
And the puppet bureaucrats
Alibi- ing shameful acts
Like the guards did from the concentration camps
Claim “We just do what we are told”
That willingness make tyrants bold
All agencies and powers need revamped
It’s sad but true, it’s come to this
Our government has gone amiss
Just when last did the Senate do its job?
Have they earned thIs kind of clout
Or even your benefit of doubt?
We’d be better off if we dealt with the mob
Remember, Waco, Ruby Ridge, Kent State ?
Will you allow that be our fate?
While we stand up for the rights of me and you
The facts are there, folks, you discern
Stand and show that you ‘re concerned
For the nightmare of Big Brother’s coming true!
And don’t believe there’s “Public Ground”
That just has a pleasant sound
Folks it’s “federal” when they when they want to lock the gate
And our taxes pay for all their crimes
As they grow bolder all the time
Don’t let a police state with a ruler be our fate?