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To all of the people in the world
Who are oppressed
They have beaten you
And put you in your proper place
They have read you your rights
You have been handed the paper
You have made your one phone call
You have voted for the ones they chose
You have paid your tithes to God
After taxes
You have ridden in the back of the bus
Gone into the fields to work for nothing
While others picked the fruits of your labor
You voted for the wrong political party
The one that promised you equality
Well
You’re all equal now
But you will never be equal to them
You naive fools
They taught their agenda
To your children in your schools
While you marched and you were hung
You suffered while others watched
Everyone has been indoctrinated
By some form of government
You shed your blood for oil and wealth
You warred against yourselves
You killed your brothers and you
Raped your mothers
While your fathers said ‘It’s all for the best’
You threw a Berka over your sister’s head
And bowed to them who whipped her
While you prayed to God for help
And grew your Poppies to ease the pain
Of your deceit
You strap ‘C Four’ to your sons
And send them out into the streets
To be blown to Kingdom Come
And the Virgins that will bury them
Are not so pure after all
You tear down schools walls of bricks
While you build chaos with your words and tricks
You all fuck yourselves to death
Without protection
While the famine continues in your land
The ground so hard and sand so dry
You can’t dig more than a shovel full from
A fathom of earth to bury the dead
That died from Aids and the Plague
While old grey haired Westerner’s
Sit in a Paradise and complain
Of budget cuts and such
As they pop three times a day
Their prescribed amount of Morphine
Needed to keep themselves sedated
From the ‘Truth’
And still oppressed Cuban refugees
Theaten to hit more home runs
Than the ’Great White Hope’
Some guy named Ruth
We send more armed troops
Into combat and many distant lands
Spread out to protect us from ourselves
As we piss our freedom away
Here in the U.S.A.
With strip search after strip search
Of our pockets and our homes
We are denied our dignity
With our hands spread on the hoods
Of our gas guzzling cars owned by the bank
We conform to ‘ANY’ situation
That faces us now
Terror has won over
The power is in our protector’s hands
The government will keep us secure
With more laws which oppress free expression
Designed with you and me in mind
Good citizens of the United States And Nations
World order has arrived…
What order
You’re all out of order for crying out loud
Oppressed people heed my call
They beat you and then they tell you
To stay down…
And so you have, do and always will…
 

Copyright ©2007 T Sheridan