Those sacrificed to money religion
The Line Is Crossed Every Day
The lowest common human denominator is yet too high
The line is crossed everyday When they sacrifice minorities, When they shoot Black joggers, When they leave poor people Without resources nor support.
When they use corruption to stay In power, spreading lies like an illness Inside their People, dividing them, Pitting them against each other. When they loot our common planet.
Laws and institutions fit no more in our times, The Letter is read without the Spirit with no shame, Diverting the meaning of these abstract signs To bend reality into lies and selfish interests. Words won’t replace trust, ethics and true caring.
We can’t say the earth is flat, nor pesticides are good, Nor this jogger, nor this child with a toy were menacing, Nor the Poors have to pay for the crisis of your fake values, Nor People genocided for oil in strategic calculation Have to die for our comfort and our fake happy life.
Will we continue giving mandate and quitus to those who create all this, are they still a part of human community?
Yes, the line was crossed a long time ago, And yet we feel so helpless, Eating all this sh*t with eyes and ears every day, When are we gonna throw up, in our streets, All this negativity spit out by the matrix?
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