Something wicked this way comes
It's been feeding off of hate, poluted water and stale crumbs
Lately it's been rethinking it's position towards guns
Because my belly is getting empty, and I've depleted all my funds
I sold my house of flying daggers, so eventually you'll learn
I used the cash for lots of bullets addressed to "whom it may concern"
So, stand in line, the richer, the quicker I call your number
Hey, lights out for the white house, starting with dumb and dub-ya-er
It's really no surprise they'd do us for a nickle
It's no surprise their lies have turned me into Travis Bickle
What really blows my mind away, is that any given time of day
The system ups and rapes us, while we wait in fucking line to pay
If the people have the power, we went and gave our spine away
With no backbone, I envision the blind leading the blind astray
U.N.I.T.Y. is non-existant
Does the message matter, if nobody's going to listen?
We suffer a condition, it's become quite a restriction
We use all these fancy words, but not near enough conviction
How bad does it have to get, before we finally scream "No!"
Calmly into the night, is not the way we choose to go!
You want to take away my rights? You best be prepaired to fight!
Which might leave you strung up, swaying in the wind, like a kite
The fish will no longer bite, at the dirty worms you offer us
But, there's too much seperation, so those last statements are preposterous
What is it costing us? Are they really brain washing us?
I believe we're content to accept the shitty scraps they're tossing us |
Submission Name: Musings
