You want us to play
But the game’s no fun.
Nowhere, no way
No how.
It’s not the lesser
Of two evils:
It is neither,
Neither, none.
Of the few choices
It certainly ain’t
This, that
These or those.
Sleeping with the bears
Or with tigers
Eenie, meanie,
Miney mo.
You spoke, but no one listened
Do you still have a voice?
The garbage is made to glisten
It’s Still Your Choice.
You are the many with nothing
Why don’t you all rejoice?
The powerful know you are bluffing
And it’s Still Your Choice.
They know its money,
Not skills we lack.
One step forward:
Two steps back.
Lie to your face,
And stab you in defense.
It’s all the same
Difference.
Six feet under
No more in the cup.
Dig a ditch.
Now, fill it up.
You spoke, but no one listened
Why don’t you all rejoice?
You are the many with nothing
Have you lost your voice?
MidiMike 