Leadership is both for the haves
And the have-not
No segregation please
There shouldn’t be entanglements
Between policy and politics
But times have changed
So policy is for the masses
And politics is for the self-centered
The regime is problem raise to
The power of frustration
No difference yet
The answer is still equal to silence
Wine down the glass of your car
You will see what the state looks like
Many starving to death and
You nickname it “recession”
The sick chased out of the hospital bed
Because medical treatments are no longer free
Sorrow is the lullaby their children take to sleep
No shelter, so they stay awake in the dark
Dangerous Street
Listening to the sounds from their hungry stomach
You shouldn’t fight criminals
While you sell crime
It is the hate you give, they take
Now the society that was created
Out of the hate
Hurts everyone but you
Check the list to know the next trouble
You might be safe in your castle
But you are still enslaved to
The problem you can’t solve
I fear for the infants
Who are living in hell
They are gradually becoming a beast
Because they are not well
They didn’t wish for these
It was given to them
They all prayed for better
But they were served with burns
This is not the type we need!
