Wild Lens of Perception
How we view things-
Cast a sullen eye surmising
The pinnacle of doubt
Bullied into old stories
Those tactics at the polls
Megabank rolls, and a zombie catastrophe
Hear the winds of change scrape!
Concrete jungles, those tennements sunk
With no shipliner to cut the horizon
Alas, buccaneers battle with crass wings
Board meetings, a slip of the powerpoint
Who controls the loopholes and scrolls?
Isnt it about time to unwind
Gay parades, and the mellow cannibus trolls
Such a thorn to the side
Of social bolt and key benders
So gender is a blender
That's what Jesus said
Before the mob stole his name
Watch the pigeonholes of fame!
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