The Game of Politics
The clear skies turned to black
With the simple turn of your back
Your laughing turn to weeping
Because of the alleged reaping
The government has taken over
Who would've though this would never become sober.
We cry and pray
But they wont tell us anything anyway.
They hide them selves behind the doors
All because they know they wont score.
Who is going to b the one to knock down the door
Get rid of the barrier
Who knows, will things get scarier?
All these times where we beg and plead
We just end up face first on your knees.
They kick us to death
With a single breath
They don't care because they are in the head chair!
They never have voted for the common good
Even though they should!
They cheat us out with a flick of a pen
Treating us like a scrap of tin.
They never cared they, never will
They treat us like bobble heads and put us on the window sill.
If our government has came to this
We will go into a deep abyss.
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