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Well, today, I let my heart dictate to paper; this is the end result. 

Some of my family members have been truckers, and I don’t know how many friends currently drive. Believe it or not, there’s an art to driving those monsters, one I don’t possess. All those boys and girls are asking for is to be left alone so they can deliver what it takes for us to eat and be comfortable. The problem is that vaccinations and mandates are powerful tools of control. Take a look at how many Democrat States are lifting mask mandates or vaccination passports. Did we suddenly have a vast shift in virus infection? Is the pandemic over? No, we had a shift in public perception; the world is finally waking up in spite of media whitewash. We’ve been bullied, and folks are tired of it. Additionally, it is time to go vote in or out those who have tried to help or who have tried to stifle. Still think it’s all about sickness? Of course, it isn’t. However, Canada has been and is still one of the most rabid masker and vaxxer countries in the world. Power is a tough thing to give up when you have it, even when the rest of the world says enough. Justin doesn’t want to say uncle even when most of his provinces are pushing him. Kudos to the brave ones standing there fighting the odds for our freedoms. Breaker, Breaker, this is the Lone Wolf; are you worth it?


BREAKER BREAKER

 

Up in the northlands, where wind blows the snow,

A government boy says our big rigs can’t go.

Put on a mask, get vaxxed or don’t take her,

Naa, freedom’s mine, let’s ride, Breaker, Breaker.

 

Big trucker convoy, Canada pressed,

Compare us to Portland’s peaceful protests.

You want to be real, a mover and shaker?

        Or join in a lie, an ultimate faker.       

 

Not about disease, politics controls,

Mandates drop as numbers dip at the polls.

We haul for a living, cruise cross God’s acre,

Don’t boss my soul; I’m free man, Breaker, Breaker.

 

Not rabid anti-vaxxer, you got it wrong,

All freedom of choice, let me sing my own song.

Hear the stacks call, please, democracy Maker!

Don’t turn away, be you giver or taker.

 

United we stand, love your life? Be a part.

Might take fuel and food, but cannot take our heart.

Join in to help: suit, blue-collar, baker.

Freedom still yours, Come on, Breaker, Breaker.


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