I have a theory
about our fate
Where we will end up
And, why it’s too late.
We’re governed by men
with no moral compass
We follow blindly
Not a hero among us.
No one to stand up to
Money and greed
Power governs
Takes what it needs.
Nothing left
for the mild and meek
The strong prevail
Then, blame the weak.
The moral high ground
A slippery slope
Nothing left
No future, no hope.
The two percent
Will lead our nation
Despite the proven
allegations.
Slight of hand
Right before your eyes
You’ve lost your freedom
Still wondering why?
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