When the Broken are Allowed to Rule
Our country is weak
And our governments are weaker
The end game is visible to all but the sleepers
The best way forward, before it’s too late
Is to drop the charades and ditch all the hate
We thought we were free but we never were
We’ve lived off the backs of the forever poor
Everything’s been handed to the global astute
All we are now is low hanging fruit
Brace yourselves, for what’s to come
The political system is coming undone
There’s a long road ahead as the truth is revealed
If we can’t speak freely, we will never be healed
The genie has been freed
From it’s tight little prison
There’s no end to the potential
Of the newly enlightened risen
