Our House
There is a deceiver in our house,
who lies to hide his hypocrisy,
from those who brought him in;
and now hides behind bureaucracy.
There is a deceiver in our house,
and there is little we can do,
for he keeps on blaming every one;
and his followers stick to him like glue.
There is a deceiver in our house,
who keeps on blaming everyone,
for keeping children from their parents.
Again he's using the approach of hit-and-run.
There is a deceiver in our house,
who thinks he is the king.
I wonder if he sees his time
is swinging on a string.
Copyright © Lunita Blanca | Year Posted 2018
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