| THE DAY THE CONSTITUTION DIED
Written in jail 11-24-97
I shed a tear for the U.S.A.
it ceased to exist today.....
the principles of wrong and right
are overshadowed by Politician's Might.
The tears keep streaming down my face
as local governments ruin the human race
No one HAS Freedom till they GRANT the rights
only broken familes, minds; endless legal fights
As I give up my beloved home
They send me hopeless now to roam
my dignity gone--my confidence dead
as they keep us all in the financial red.
The illusions that we even ever HAD rights
is a horrible nightmare to confront these nights;
Mental Illness becomes the norm
as power mongers block adequate reform
The popularity contest is dirty at best
with good citizens for them to detest
and the visions that we people ever even owned
ANY happiness or futures?--They were ONLY LOANED.
The tears run down my cheek
the earth will never be owned by the meek
...but rather by the ANIMAL NATURE OF MANKIND,
as the soul of our Nation we cannot find.....
This is the poem referred to in a filing of Federal Lawsuit
that was mailed to all from Robin Bergemann's jail cell
as an Xmas poem.
He actually had tears streaming down his face when he
wrote it. This is
the feeling of desperation of not even knowing what your
future will be.
Previously sent by U.S. Mail to the Wisconsin ACLU who
replied by mail.