The
dark in the corridor
The
power of evil playing games
The
bad always walk with confidence
There
is no agency dare to catch
Every
rope there is a link
The
bad always feel good about it
Laws
are made for others to stay in fear
The
bad walk with ease
Though
the good try to make it work
The
division and fear seem to block its way
With
crumbs throwing in to divert away the bad
The
good see the endless darkness crawl
The
decades have gone by
The
lopsided ways things have gone
The
bad taste the good part of a meat
The
good stand afar watching every move
Now
the time is ripe
The
good will take the road
The
end of the bad is near
The
cycle of change will open doors
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