Push beyond royal treatment
see it's discarded streets
String of misleads
for it's goal
wool over to entice
his imperial life
luxary
only few
responsibility
is vile
vast hands are deep
in poverty
With
turmoil
into another day
steal and fend for family
Trying survive
While the news
just more head-reels to run
another story
wailing excitement and it's just for show
the vast hands are deep in sorrow
but the lifted ones are for others
to never know
Wench what recalled or maybe even tried
That horrid and terrible
they distort the masses reality
on how they are conditioned
If you could just listen closer
Be humane to the other
It all be much better
but we want shock & terror
endurance/in times
murder is the how the papers fly
never understood why
(was joy ever watching us)
that maybe it was for laughs
as cynical joke
and it's so distant but true
won't save a state
that was rightfully theirs
will be ignored
(was time ever in our hands)
They distort our morals
to ravage their negelegence
outside creating more terror
what sells
I found this out on TV screen
don't believe and network
will always try to create
something out of nothing
If only the world could cry loud and strong
Then maybe we turn see what the other sees
And push beyond royal treatment
To it's discarded streets
Of the years of diluting morality
all our nakama
It all be much better
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