uncle Bill
Bowing down once out of fear
bowing twice will be no hardship
not like your bound gagged and whipped
all In your head, the pages are spread
all what we read, all spoon fed
Suffocating under a blanket of lies
no one can point a finger
no figure head to despise
our world Is spinning out of control
uncle Bill apparently wants to dim our sun
so no more summer holidays for anyone.
If that was not enough
to get tongues wagging
still hiding In your bubble I see
to much hear say for a dummy like me.
Complete chaos the left hand
has no idea what the right hand Is doing
just no this, big brother Is still viewing.
behind In the shadows
waiting for the spark
only to switch off the electricity
that will leave us all In the dark.
Trust Is an issue, even In biblical times
brother turns against brother
after water gets turned Into wine.
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