Politically correct
Innocent lives in debt

Like knives to our hearts you are malevolent.
Talk up a moral storm you are extravagant.

Masks of benevolence you're held in reverence.

See the problem is some see through this to your core and its cold calculating wit.

See you for what you are

For God's sake I could pay my bills for a year with the same amount of money you used to buy your car.

You are an epitome of manipulation, a paramount form of deception, genius enough in presentation to appear caring as you wreak devastation on a nation stagnant in invisible, and emotional condemnation, forcing us to be focused on living with dimming and dying hope you are our annihilation.

Formal in wreaking havoc to life you appear politically correct but you are the pain of lies that leaves love slain. So much pain..

The rain of a soul beneath shattered eyes

The weavers of amoral demise

Your eyes lie when you make promises

Ours cry..

Promises.. Again?..

Promises.. So many promises..

Heartlessness, sicknesses, you did this.

You wrote this story, you damaged lives, led em' amiss then sadistically justified this, you are in bliss despite innocence that died from this over and over you punish our existence to profit shamelessly from it.


Heh.. Well then..

Tell me how you know pain. You use our lives for monetary gain. You are the reason we feel insane. The cause of broken heart's rain.

You feed the rich..

You thieve the poor.. And still you want more..

You are politicians.. So correct..

Despite millions of lives wrecked..

You still press on..

All to cash..

Your..

Oh so beloved..

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