Smoke and Mirrors
"Full on prison reforms he says"
He means ,we wanna lock up more
With smoke and mirrors they mean to confuse us
When enslaving peoples the family business
They feed on sorrow, and on hate
They've got the keys,they'll build the gates
Unhappily living in a cell of their making
Don't want us having fun and procreating
As long as we're this side,and they on that
On total misery they will grow fat
Cause even though it makes men worse
They'll throw more in, they'll use more force
Freedoms not a word in their vocabulary
Wouldn't want us taking control of our own destiny
As free men can learn to sail the oceans of their soul s
To Map the stars,reach far away goals
And as criminals they know ,that they can make more
Along with their profits ,they love to keep score!
So they can hide behind mirrors, and puff out more smoke
But we gonna live with our love and our hope
And those with their BS can F off an choke!
Copyright © Zoe Orrell | Year Posted 2016
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