He who has power
And his important world affairs;
Numbered people like us have no rights to care.
We are but to close are eyes and bare,
We are but to ignore it all and stare.
Numbered people like us are but to fill the tainted money charts;
Numbered people like us are but a tool for his ambitious parts.
"Oh look, another one is dead...."
"Hey you, keep the people fed!"
"The people must endure!"
"The people are the cure!"
His greed left the country impure
Yet his words to us are obscure
Lies and secrets filled his banks with wealth,
People like us gathered hate and shout,
"Release the poor! Freedom once more!"
But his greed has dragged us across the floor.
"We must tear our bonds and fight!"
"We must stand for what is right!"
But power we have none,
We no longer fight as one....
People like us have no rights to fight.
But hope is still held tight.
He silenced us with fear,
But justice held us dear.
©emily_cjw
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