Fiction or Diction.

The square that led to the encirclement of today’s direction

Are now those bronco busters cowboys left to bite the dust

The world controlled by ingrained men woman a token force

But order is first similar to the electrical fencing along the farm 

The cow bull or horse would race back and forth, still do

Maybe the integral society another type domed police state 

So no clear idea of just that to its progress to any other not seen

We rename the police facade and replace it with blue rubber cones

Paper cutouts pins and wishful thinking but does God rejoice the bit

They came to see the conqueror fall all fingers point to a unhappier time

To the cause fallen the grounds Americas lifestyle and happier moments