The Perfect Truth

I want you to listen to me carefully and don't feel offended because I am writing to you from a conscious depth You have called a State of emergency because you Fail to face reality, you have called a state of emergency Because you have a broken economy You have called a state of emergency because you want To hold me hostage in your debt ridden and porous country You are weak, blind, def and dumb and you cannot Have any fun you are on call every second of the day And everytime you have to kneel down and pray to the God that has led you astray You jump and shout in the pews and you sing until your throat is blue Your pulpit is shaking and your cake is baking And the grass will whither before the day is done and you will have to face your own gun You have been playing a dirty game and the gods knows that it is a big shame, you have created a country of cults and use the people for your own political stunt Black man dressing in white and white man dressing in black All types of political colors lined the street carrying a passion that is very deep. You have gotten the message from last year but you keep playing this obscure mind game and it is going to leave you in shame You place the people on the street to cuss and to create unnessary fuss Every day the mood change and everyday is not the same and the people's behavior is a God dam shame This global cult must stop and everyone must start wearing frock, man must dress in skirt and every woman must start wearing throusers.Mothers must teach their children If there is any of that left.You have lost your chances to The world is on the glow but your country is very slow Everyone must get a skill and work out his own will The buying and selling alone will not do there must be order through and through.You cannot learn when anger Surround the throne. The time has finally come when you have to get up and run Everyday you have a new problem despite the best advice you are getting from the heated heaven.Your reasoning and analyletical skills are poor and your sense of judgement will send you straight Through the door You have tricked the poor mocked the educated and rob the foreighn minded What is your end game? You should be ashamed Polytricks or capitalist, I detest every bit of it and in the end I will still remain alive to tell the tales of this heartless sacrafice when you get the chance you must repaint the wall and remove the political colors as a symbol of your own sorrows.