Back to home page Back to other Political Articles   Distress   Sean 9/11/2002   Should I pretend not to look   You are allowed to grumble,  groan   At the lined border along the mask   In small fifteen second bits   There's danger being on the hook   But strike against the throne   So cryptic verse unravels that task   The lasso tightens any size fits   Go along, mumble but do not write   Dissuade the spirit from crying aloud   Of the ugliness under the skin   Of the inequities that are clear as glass   Gag on the flag its wrapped too tight   Feed us lies that we should be proud   Slapped in our faces forget all sins   To shove reason up our ass.           Give us illusion that our vote counts   Hide the reason for your war   Choices on who screws us less   Don't let the press press you  close.   Pile the shit on thick in media amounts   Use every holiday beat drum more   Empty slogans meanings we have to guess   Rewrite the past erase your bellicose.           One by one strip us of our rights   Remind us that our past protest   Make it sound like it's for our good.   Did nothing to stop your march.   Whip us into frenzy dogma fights   Tell us again our country is the best   Put the stars, stripes on your hood.   And how old glory is our starch.           Tell us the founding wish came true   Tell us to pray for our leaders to rise   That all are equal before the law.   That real differences are debated.   Most politicians start as lawyers who   That we are apathetic you surmise   Defend the richer by crook and claw.   That real democracy is overrated.   Now give yourself a license to kill   Against those strange Arab peoples   Any  tyrant you aided last year.   No fight  for oil I'm certain.   We're number one - its God's will   Shout liberty at the highest steeple   If you don't like it try Russan beer.   Pay no heed to who's behind the curtain.