Mediocre Aspirations
Aspiring to mediocrity
Is nothing but insanity
We keep lowering the bar
Until where we are is far
From where we want to be
What will it take to see
We've been conned out of our
Humanity
Praising fish for swimming
Misrepresenting the truth
We always thought our problems
We due to misspent youth
The fact is far more sinister
Than even wildest fiction
Wolves in sheep's clothing
Pedalling lies
Saying they are here to minister
To us their flock
Placing us between hard place and rock
Thinking we can't see them
Through their flimsy disguise
So they flatter our pride
And we believe them
When they tell us
We are chosen and special
And our human nature
Is what left us in peril
Too blind to see
Too feeble to stand
We keep defending their rights
To occupy and destroy stolen lands
Brainwashed though we are
We can still find our hearts
And liberate ourselves
Before it tears us apart
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