Mute Mumbles
The eyes are deaf
The ears are deaf
The reasoning is deaf
The intellect is waning
Their ignorance sustaining
Lawlessness and whatever comes with that
We'll prosecute they say
As they leave the door wide open
To falsehood and threats
Come on in
Police are buried
In the lawlessness of the lawless
D.A, Highest Offices of our land
Presenting hope without expectation
And lies for truth
But this sleuth
Is wise
And so are our youth
But they don't get to vote
Because the lawless
Kills them with drugs
They bring across the border
But the lawless will prosecute
An empty threat
An empty jail
An empty chair
An empty court
An empty seat at the table
Where Daddy or Mommy
Use to sit
But they'll take care
Of us???
When?
Liars cannot tell the truth
And we should not believe
Because
We see
We hear
Our intellect is strong
Our reasoning coming back
Our former ignorance exposed now
And we must make it clear
So the mumblers are muted
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