The people may have
spoken
But no one really
cared
In a land that lives
for money
With precious little
shared
Where the hand that
took the money
Is as bloody as the
one
Of the one who pulled
the trigger
And the one who sold
the gun
And the tools on the hill
Getting wealthy from
their deeds
Blind with greed,
ignore the people
Caring nothing for
their needs
So, rise up against
this madness
Let the bastards hear
your voice
It’s a life and death
decision
Don’t let money make
the choice
cn05182013
