The
rope around the neck
It
will quietly squeeze the breath
The
slow death is imminent
Where
decisions are made turning around
Mind
you the many departments
Overlapping
each other work
Still
there is a need to set up another
Overseeing
the crime busters
Why
the need for it?
It
is the bad around the neck
The
thinking straight lack of oxygen
The
puffing of carbon dioxide
The
shooting star can't be launched
The
angry voices sing in the air
The
taxpayers aren't in tune with it
It
is a waste of energy and resources
But
the bad can't think straight
Every
shadow the angel of death
Every
paint is frayed under the sun
The
bad decisions will bring it down
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