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Political Preference

Your person is vile
Your words are bile
With a candy coated joker smile
Reality diminished losing the dial
We need a revival 
Not constant denial
Under a one world government
We are bound to go wild 

This delusion is intoxicating
This matrix we are inhabitating 
Distracted by who taylor is dating
Boxed in by racial hating
The American man enslaved 
Fathers left incarcerating 
The police aren't to blame
It goes deeper than 
Not being the same 
Society mounting our heads
We are but only a game 
Our lives consumed left barely flailing
We pretend we are succeeding 
But we are desperately failing
Our government is a train
We act as the railroad
I won't die until this train is derailing 

Lavish in isms 
Stuck on fine detailing
Oblivious we are on the cross
Committing our own nailing 
While we are hung to our death
The government needs bailing
Choking down their federal debt
But none of this is said 
Who is to blame? 
The media I have read? 
The mainstream lacking major cred 
When you close your eyes
And get in your tempurpedic bed
The streets are running red.
When you wake up 
You're already dead

Our history was founded on a set of ideals
Now we are begging for chemically induced meals 
Alex jones to Stephen crowder giving this country CPR
But they can't get efficient seals
Meanwhile the radio blares on how to feel 
Only to blind us because
Our rights, our families, and our sanctity as human beings
Are theirs to steal. 
We are viewed as super predators 
We must be brought to heal
At the feet of these demons 
We are thought to kneel 


People shouldn't be afraid of their government. 
Governments should be afraid of their people
Wake up 
Stop assuming the fetal 
Jfk rolling over in his grave
It's time to pray
My fellow patriots we are about to pave
Remember the date
Remember remember the 8th of November 
We are better than this hoax 
Stop being pretenders
It's not about transgenders 
When our basic human rights 
Need public defenders
This isn't about he called me gay
He called me black 
It's about getting our fundamental liberties back
You ask how do we do that? 
Admitting we are under attack
Wake up please before there's nothing left 
Only government debt and 
Children being sold into sex 
America is under a tyrannical hex 

◄ American Diagnosis

Goodnight to the Moon ►

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