Victims To Big Guns

All men march

to the drum beat
except they aren't really drums
they're the moans of the hungry
whose skin and bones

line the roads

of our country

Like the millions of citizens
that are victims to big guns
or victims of rich men
surviving on victims

A political system

with untold secret wisdoms

mankind and time

behold, homes are prisons

we can't save the slaves

it's safe to say so

erase today

and waste away old

Before the day goes

we struggle and display hope
trading fake money

for real guns
work all day long

for fake funds

sleep, eat, multiply

and take drugs

Would it make a difference

if we murdered

politicians?

No more writing to officials
sending messages with pistols
find yourself a lobbyist
and make your anger obvious
murder's what the tyrants get
trading violent men for violent men