State of Play

The unfairness of life stares us in the face Each day every day day after day the innocent die young legislators deceive monied men into greed makes us bleed our protectors dissemble the media a rabble resemble in none do we trust where lies abound buried in deceit all around injustice the cry does no one sigh at lie after lie does anyone care revenge cannot be for me or for thee Truth will still be for He did atone He will make good our cries and each groan