March On Them
All this talk of greenhouse gas,
It seems to be just a new form of tax.
In a world where greed rains down,
We live under an umbrella of oppresion.
Lets teach these politicians a lesson.
Throw your fists in the air and shout because it matters.
YES! WE CARE!
Nobody wants to admit they are wrong,
but together as one we are strong.
So lets march on number 10 to tell them the masses are here to make one thing clear.
"Were sick of working to give it to you as tax,
now you've wasted it you think you can sit back and relax."
WELL YOUR WRONG!
You've destroyed this country with your greed and hypocrisy.
What makes you think you can go abroad and instill democracy.
Your power should enable you to do good,
Not be the ambassador who sits back and lets blood fall while you cower behind your wall.
IT MAKES ME SICK!
Copyright © Sam Tudor | Year Posted 2011
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