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Jul 2017
The insanity of humanity as the worst case scenario
has appeared to become the norm
and it boggles the mind of the empathic heart
that so many still need to fight for
the bare minimum of basic human rights
as it is becoming easier and easier for hate
to hide behind ludicrous laws and murders and rapists
are innocent as long as the have the white family name
and victims and daughters are the ones who become shamed
by those who we trusted to make sure that justice was served
but its the blind eye following the smell of corruption and cash
holding the hammer and making the laws
and science and knowledge are under attack
by a faceless man hiding up in the clouds
who really isn't to blame
but if you follow his strings you will find the answer
to who made who
and how the devil was framed for a crime and a sin
he didn't invent or commit
and its treason to the idea of rational thought
and we should all be laughing
but the joke has gotten out of control
and there's pork and swine in the house of political woes
and its seems like the plot of bad reality show
and there's cameras and anchors and media parades
and I would give my last dollar to the hope of some kind of change
but its truth stranger than fiction for old deadman jones e-i-e-i
Oh!, what are those animals up to down on the farm
and its all pigs and roses in the white house of noise
where equal is equal but they are more equal than you
as they can tweet and oink louder
from their barrels of money and luxury suites
but don't worry it's ok to be poor
as poor is the popular kid down on skid row
and it a paradise of gutters and slums
just keep us all humming to the words of some hope filled song
the american dream is dead
long live the dream
the crown has lost its value
the queen has lost her way
freedom can be bought and sold
at the cost of blood and toil
bleed the soil and poison the sea
spin the cogs and feed the machine
progress is profit and profit is king
hang the court jester and fit his corpse with marionette strings
its the dance of the dead leading the dead
fall into place left...  right...   right...   right left... right
carry the flag and banners of fear and hate
march along with the old dogs of war
death makes the dollar holler
killing in the name of the thrill
false pride and illusion of might makes right
clouds filled with ignorance
rain down bombs and bullets
to riddle the bodies of the innocent
and the pun of the joke is lost
as our children are robbed of their heads
only to come back heroes of war
to the land of the crime of not having a home
it's wheel chairs and spite
and get a job you *** clichés
and that's the high price of freedom
but I still can't remember what it is they were fighting for
was it the freedom of fast food
and gas station convenience store fronts
the freedom of the beat down minimum life at a minimum wage
the freedom of brothers dying and children starving
and sister screaming fire while being rapped
the freedom of justice being bought and sold
the freedom of death for profit hiding behind war after war
and its the worst case scenario
of our dying humanity
Akira Chinen
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Akira Chinen  122/M/texas
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