Island in our minds
We sit and look afar
Sometimes we stay close
Pondering why
We watch the persecution
Trying hard to find ways to stick it
Others the blue gang stay low
They say they don't receive report
But the wealth display
Everyone can see it through
There is something wrong
It's the kleptocracy
Island in our minds
We sit together asking
Where will it end?
The bad has come home
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