The Pebble

The Pebble The world is burning, needs must be done If we don’t act now it will all be gone The blanket of green from ages past Is torn asunder as we move to fast In the head long race ruin our home We destroy and kill what we have on loan Justice can see and the guilty go free Just as long as they can pay her fee Blind no longer, her scale is tipped The fabric of freedom is torn and ripped Fragrant grease is the cost of living But the honest man is the one that’s giving We have suffered for all their sins We’re grounded while they sprout wings The prime and presiding throw us spin With all their free reign, all their tin We are but children in their eyes Unable to decide we live their lies The complacent man upon his fence His perfect view of our defence Strike him and he’ll turn his cheek He maybe righteous, but he is weak Him and his kind will drag us down Through all the sickness so will drown And so the time has come my dear Step up now, brave your darkest fear Take up arms and do what we must Give us the gun that will not rust An army of right in a world of wrong A wave of justice irresistibly strong Like a juggernaut of falling stone Descending alike on office and throne Crushing evil like a boot to a roach A swarm of justice beyond reproach Initialized by just a pebble or two The pebble’s not I, the pebble is you