The lizards lick their scaly lips
the beady eyes don't lie.
They do not squirm in adversity
they plot, they whisper..."die."
'We have all power in our grasp
let's scare the docile sheep,
now don your terrorist masks
and strike, then put them all to sleep."
Media is there with untimely news
(the wealthy, the corporate
paing their dues)
laughing at peasants
who just need some hope,
their wise man has spoken
and here comes his rope...
"fear for a moment
will trump his mission,
then ads and football
will surely dismiss him."
You sorrowful creatures
who can't make connections
but cower in fear with your
petty protections.
Let lizards win then
and be happy with crumbs,
your apathy will unseat you
and all your loved ones.
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