More poetry, Non-Political

Politicians peddling power predictively programming the minds of the masses Masses turned into sheep mer(rily)ely grazing upon pasture Those who awaken, make it off plantation and either aid the master , systemically killed off like Cancer, or isolated by the sheep from the masses Fiends of power had made us addicts of candy rocks and stuff Lost our souls for adrenaline like adrenal glands traded for moccasins But ironically losing pure oxygen As " I can't breathes" spoken through stands Jokingly and seriously don't know who's truly in defense of my ass Actors don't become activists Because we saw what that led Bullet wounds made us bound to our fear Revolution spoken in vain (like distant tongue of clicks) Our fear magically disappears when push comes to shove Of our brothers, sisters, mothers and cousins being butted by gun Activism making a cameo on this "Tonight Show" Fuck it I'll change the channel Only profitable out of u, Making funds off our importance