Thoughtless Drones
Never given the chance to stand and say
Expected to sit and pray
Sit upon this wooden chair
Speak the truth if you dare
‘Be good and you’ll be forever
Cross me and you’ll see never’
Burn to the ground and then say a prayer
Speak the truth if you dare
Beaten into submission
A forged rendition
Truth hid by men of greed
Wanting the crowds to heed
Fire and brimstone is what they preach
While your money they leach
From their tongue God does not flow
The only way to know
Is to listen within – He is there
Hear the truth if you dare
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