Do
we stay quiet?
Knowing
the crooks will get away?
Leaving
us the trails
Laughing
at our desperation
The
drumbeats hit louder
The
thundering noise in the air
We
all stop to watch or listen
Watching
the blues running nowhere
When
former ministers talk about the ills
The
veins running through the corridor
The
hound dogs can't keep quiet
They
will bark the whole day
The
bad affecting the reasoning
The
hound dogs can't explain
In
their eyes the glitter of gold
Swallowing
them into the hollowness
Do
we stay quiet?
Knowing
the crooks will get away?
We
should make our stand
The
bad shouldn't go free
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