In these days
Of protest craze
We sit or stand
When we don't get our way

We scream and shout
**** and pout
Without even knowing
What it's all about

We cry foul
Take a knee
Burn a building
Steal a T.V.

Guess it's easier
To protest
When we don't ***** our hands
In the real mess

If there's something there
That we don't like
Why not try
To change hearts and minds

Instead of running around
Pitching a fit
Which never made
Much sense to it

I've got an idea
That we could try
Not sure how well
This will fly

Instead of beating our chests
In protest
Why don't we do
Something bout it