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The Road To Serfdom Wip

Patrick Anthony Pierson

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Tags: stars and stripes paintings, flag paintings, old glory paintings, wrench paintings, golden gate bridge paintings

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Western, Ca - Canada

Superb in every sense.

Daytona Beach, FL - United States

Very well said Anne! Great art Patrick!!

Centralia, Wa - United States

It seems the entire world is enslaved by the lack of money, Patrick. Nonetheless, it is human nature to rise up and try, try again. So, tighten up the bolts; oil the cogs; and do not forget to dream for it is in dreams mountains are moved and visions made whole. As always, your art is masterful and beautifully rendered.

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$3,500.00

 

Dimensions

72.000 x 48.000 x 5.000 inches

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Title

The Road To Serfdom Wip

Artist

Patrick Anthony Pierson

Medium

Painting - Oil On Canvas

Description

I hear America chanting,
a sundry song of woe,
the restless call of workers,
whose strife and burden flow,
from each one and their children,
to the rank and file below;
to the oligarch above them,
whom they seek to overthrow,
they sing in praise of freedom,
a chorus we all know.


I hear America chanting,
their voices loud and strong,
the rending songs of mothers,
their husbands gone so long,
in search of Abundantia,
they suffer, the Taxman’s pawn.
Whose sullied sons and daughters,
will turn the angry throng,
against the masked usurper,
to whom our debt belongs.
I hear America chanting,
impassioned songs of revolt,
as our patriarchal elders,
face juries of death-squad dolts.
As mothers of mothers so grand,
refuse to do what they’re told,
they lose the albatross of old age,
when the Taxman asks for their vote,
for a chorus of outrage will echo,
in their ears; forever extolled.


I hear America chanting,
a plaintive cry of revenge,
our sovereign rights, our free will,
shall triumph in the end.
The noble spirit of champions,
Free Enterprise to defend,
shall rise from ashen embers,
of pyres heaped with lament.
For those who sing of freedom,
are a chorus of free men.

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