“Disclosure, hi!” A poem I tweeted to a bunch of folks on the hill yesterday.

I don’t need vindication, validation, or elation, but I’m sick of obfuscation that this nation’s simmered in.

Battered, braised, or simply fried, pointing fingers, but they lied

To me and mine for all these years. Let others drown in all their tears,

UAP or UFO. I think it’s time for us to know

Cover up and sleight of hand. That’s the stuff that I can’t stand.

Big distractions, fake successes, leaving us to make our guesses

Non-events to suck attention. That’s not all – forgot to mention.

There were murders. Lives were lost. Great deception has a cost

Swirling heads and lonely nights. Can we please turn on the lights?

Disclosure, hi. I see you coming. Towards the answers, we are running.