The farmland travels on for miles
Yet, children cannot eat
The rich man blames economy
Like records on repeat.
I’m wondering what they would do
If we all stood up at once
If ‘We The People’ took it back
Threw out that White House dunce.
With numbers, power, minds alike
All focused one direction
We’d make a change more powerful
Than any damned election.
The poor man’s rise and wealthy fall
Our world has seen enough
Just stand there snarling eye to eye
They’ll see they’re not so tough.
The revolution beckons all
To those that heed the call
Through women’s cries and children’s tears
We’re tearing down the wall.
No more will people go without
No more will people starve
Like angry, flowing rivers
Better pathways we shall carve.
The days are numbered, time is short
The fires have been set
No longer will our voices be
Considered empty threat.
So…crooked Sheriff, rotten Judge
And angry Politician
Just count your days and promises
We’ll count the ammunition.