Twin towers. World power. Grapes turn sour. Dirty deeds stink, we need a shower. Keep the bouquet, just give me a flower. We grow vicious by the hour. Time escapes by the hour.
Staring in the mirror at my reflection. We divided up the land, this here is “my section.” The imperfect are deceived by their own quest for perfection. Rigged elections. Jury selections. Lethal injections. Facilities of correction. Object of my affection. We spy on the world for our protection. Memories of my collection…
Somewhere along the way, we cut the chord. Strayed from the land of the Lord. Got bored and opened up the forbidden doors. Applied for credit cards we couldn’t afford. We don’t say no, we just ask for me. Killed the waves, just to tame the shore.
Weapons of mass destruction equals excuses for mass corruption. Come April, just write it off as a tax deduction. Cover up lies with political liposuction. Where’s the truth,? Maybe just a victim of abduction or…
Spiritual abortion. Greedy extortion. Give up big dreams for the smaller portion.
I remember when:
There were honest men. Missiles weren’t the first line of defense. When did it change? It just don’t make sense. We claimed this land to be free, then built a fence. Claimed our intelligence, but showed our ignorance.
I remember when:
Sin was sin. And life started where the Bible begins.
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