It costs to have compassion these days.
To care about something greater.
If you play the game by fairer rules,
You are looked on as a traitor.
For this democratically run republic
Proved to be just the guise they'd need,
To build a capitalistic theocracy
Where the people worship and are ruled by greed...
Constructed just beneath the surface
By elected tyrants and corporate kings,
Until their cruel constructs were ready,
And the people were outfitted with strings.
That's when all those behind the curtain
Began pulling so ruthlessly,
And the masses became so distracted,
That they could no longer truly see...
Where once we slept
Excused by our youth,
We have awoke
To now face the truth.
We once played games
Ruled by cruel nonsense,
Where now we pay
The cost of conscience!
It's true that through our younger stages,
Most of us learned via reinforced suggestions,
About all of the rules by which we must live,
But rarely are we ever taught to question.
And so we move through these disconnects