This nation is in Fool School
Taking all the classes
Taught by a clique of nearly
Brainless evil *****.
Making up the facts, they do
Exactly what they're told.
They’re replacing our integrity
With lies they are sold.

Do you believe in equal rights
And children who are fed?
The monsters in charge all say
You’re crazy in the head.
You’re so in love with nonsense
You fill your empty heads
With play-pretend broadcasts
Of what the top cats said.

Did you want to go and vote?
Maybe, maybe not.
Possibly this next election time
Freedom's no longer hot.
These days things are changing.
It all depends on luck
And what the ruling class believes
And who spent enough bucks.

The Dean and faculty now
Of the current Fool School class
Doesn’t really give a ****
If we fall on our ***.
They’ll take the country with us
And sell it to those who hate us
While the Dean always does his best
To openly denigrate us.

What kind of person is it who
Pays for his own execution;
Chooses those who caused the mess
Begs them for a solution,
Then whines about small things
While ignoring bombs and guns
That are about to blow the world apart
That's what Fool School has done.

i wrote a lot of great poetry when i was in love
i wrote even better poetry when i was in pain
i wrote the best poetry when i realized that the two emotions were actually the same.