Mr King
I am the lord of all that I see
and you are so tiny, so stand next to me.
Look at my oil and look at my gold,
Look at my people stood out in the cold
If only they joined us and chose to believe
Our system of love for ourselves and our needs
Think yourself lucky you don't have to choose
who has to win and who has to lose
Just stand in my shadow, its sheltered and dark
and hidden from dangers about to embark
Try not to worry your fragile brain
With worry of torture and justice and pain
and you are so tiny, so stand next to me.
Look at my oil and look at my gold,
Look at my people stood out in the cold
If only they joined us and chose to believe
Our system of love for ourselves and our needs
Think yourself lucky you don't have to choose
who has to win and who has to lose
Just stand in my shadow, its sheltered and dark
and hidden from dangers about to embark
Try not to worry your fragile brain
With worry of torture and justice and pain
posted by Ultra Toast Mosha God at 7:52 AM
2 Comments:
I'm not sure I totally get this yet, but it sounds like more than a few politicians I know.
I get it, but that's because I know you all too well.
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