A Simple Man
If silence is complicity
In the times like this
Blessed is simplicity
Of a traitor’s kiss
Men of power are indeed
Born to be betrayed
Their overstated creed
Needs to be well paid
They expect the qualms of guilt
For the life I treasure
Thinking that I’m not too thrilled
Living under pressure
But I'm used to being despised
Quite the same as them
Might be used to moralize
Easy to condemn
The more political they get
The smaller sounds my voice
Cross me out, and go ahead
With the others choice.
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