This feeling is strong/ and just like good cologne/ it lingers on./
So my heart won’t stop to mourn/ why it didn’t own/ that trombone/
That played you a folk song/ while you were here but now you are gone./
You ain't dead but I wish you was/ coz/ of the wars/ that you caused./
I hate this beast in me that arose/ and with the hatred that ever grows/ (for you.)
We are tired of you making us your little side shows./ Coz/ we who chose/
You look for a living on all fours/ while you enjoy our fortunes driving around in big four by fours./
You are not here but I wish you were/ and then I would tell you how much you are/ a traitor!/
Deceived us so that you can make your life better,/
Not paying tax, so that unlike your constituents, you become richer/…and you dare ask me why am bitter!/
You see you told/ us that you were going in there to mould/ them but I guess you weren’t bold/ (enough) and instead got sold/ into their silver and gold./
Now I know you are just like the rest of them…same old same old./
I see you on the other side of ‘our’ fence, /living in pretense/ and treating us like we are past tense./
You made me tense/ and acting on your defense/
burnt down my neighbor’s house now they live in tents/ while you enjoy your mansionettes./
You see you don’t make sense…/ while you make millions I make cents,/ and you say we live as equal citizens,/
You see, you think you win and we lose/ coz you are in and we are fools./
But I have news and new rules./
We choose/ to pick up and use/ our tools/ to make our own shoes/
coz we are tired of following corrupt footsteps like fools!/
So my dear honorable,/ I put this letter on the table/ to show you that am able/ to be a little devil/ (just like you), but am not about to do anything regrettable,/( just like you).
You see as far as the East is from the West,/ so does my hunger wait for the feast that you waste./
And for this we will pluck out the sick stem/ from the system/ and flush it down the drain like a cistern/ never to be seen by the people that you make your victims…/
