Not Ok In the Uk
Why do I have to sit here sucking up my tears?
When there are those who avoid looking in any mirrors.
Coming in their fake vests, trying to divest
Us of our freedom, causing ruckus, making a mess.
They lived by the sword and died by the gun
The populace shouldn't be forced to run.
Bridges are paths, not gateways for your wrath.
Murder and mayhem don't add up, do the math.
The God's don't agree with your decree believe me
Why oh why do you try to deceite thee?
I say non-discreetly, you're cowards and fools
The human race will prevail, despite your hate tools.
Copyright © Cc Browning | Year Posted 2017
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