Barbara Hartwell

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Independent Investigator, Intelligence Analyst, Journalist. Former CIA (NOC, Psychological Operations) Black Ops Survivor. Sovereign Child of God. Minister of the Gospel of Jesus Christ (Ordained 1979, D.Div.) Exposing Government Lies, Crimes, Corruption, Conspiracies and Cover-ups.

Saturday, July 3, 2021













For my grandsons, Aidan, Christopher and Nicholas


We celebrate our Freedom

The fourth of each July

Two hundred years and counting

Do we ever wonder why

Our soldiers keep on dying

Dying for a lie

The senators and congress

Will tell us we are free

How many can believe this

As they trample Liberty

How many see the truth

About the criminals in D.C.

Our losses keep on mounting

As the government steals our homes

As taxes do deprive us

Of everything we own

In their arrogance they tell us

It's only yours on loan

When we try to buy or sell

Without a REAL I.D.

They make our lives a living hell

For daring to be free

It's for the greater good they say

National Security

They track us everywhere we go

With high technology

From dedicated satellites

See all there is to see

What about the Fourth Amendment

What about our privacy

They grab our guns, disarming us

How can we stand and fight

How can we defend ourselves

From invaders in the night

Or from the thugs in government

Who say we have no right

If we argue with a cop

Or question his authority

He might zap us with a taser

If we do not bend a knee

If we stand up for our Freedom

And challenge tyranny

They may lock us up in jail

And throw away the key

If we can't protect our borders

How can we stem the tide

Of freeloading illegals

In search of a free ride

When we protest against this outrage

The government takes their side

The psychobabbling liberals

Crusade for sodomites

Minorities and perverts

They say have special rights

The offenders now are Christians

Who witness for the Lord

Hate crimes will condemn us

For speaking God's Truth and Word

What happened to the Rule of Law

It vanished in the night

While Americans were sleeping

Not putting up a fight

The tyrants laugh behind our backs

For them it's Might makes Right

How long will this continue

How much more can we take

How many of us realize

Exactly what's at stake

What will we be doing

On Independence Day

Will we stand up for our Freedom

Or let traitors have their way

Will we just succumb to tyranny

As they pillage, rape and burn

As they steal our children's future

And our grandchildren's in turn

Or will we fight for Liberty

And set our country free

Will we cower before tyrants

Or shout, Don't Tread on Me!

Barbara Hartwell

July 2, 2010