oh villagers!

The spin of tales

The villagers sit mind afloat

Listening to the ministers

The tales of half truths

Don't they realize by now?

Are the villagers so dumb?

The printed face of the king

Is this they all cared?

The quick citizens approval

The illegals become the voting pool

They signed pledges of support

The power base the country's sold

Are the villagers still in dreamland?

They never know what is happening?

The bread and butter the new citizens take

Leaving them with the back breaking jobs

“Oh villagers!

You can smoke your pipes

You can sit still and never learn

You can wish they leave you alone

As the land of the nation

The new citizens taking it from you

Don't you want to own your land?

Are you still listening?

You have to wake up

You have to change

One day you will realize

You may not have place to smoke your pipes”