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Amnesty

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I pledge to Amnesty to reveal injustices and practices

that are killing innocent civilians, million governments, all the villain.

Strangle hearts, no problem with it. Destroy dreams, lost our vision.

Blind to grief dramatic sight. Deaf destruction makes things right.

Revolutions unresolved, soldiers marching, repeated drum.

Scratched vinyl stuck on pause, pauses cause a lemon raw.

Nuclear warfare, ecocide. Genocide worldwide.

Homicide and suicide desensitized in the public eye.

What do you get when you add up all the politicians

and divide them out to the populated citizens?

The quotient is minuscule, decimal division.

No it does not work out to the represented vision.

The only true thing that I see is an overwhelming entity,

of political injustice, that chose us to represent aristocratic lust.

Intrinsic beauty established in vain, fat wallets fill your brain.

Your heart is littered in its’ change, spare some change for the citizens enslaved.


So if your struggles get you down, always know that I’m around.

To ease your pain, ease your mind. Life’s to precious, let’s unwind.

Let’s take this pain, eliminate the waste,

Let ourselves appreciate a life with no haste.

So if your problems keep you down, we can help to melt them down.

Take this pain, take this rage, we can make it all okay.

Let’s rise up, let’s free ourselves today,

Let’s wake up, make them hear what we say!


A nation that thrives off of lives and communities,

thrives off of imperialistic duties.

The apple doesn’t fall far from the trees.

Daughter like mother a remarkable feat.

Leave it to Beaver, more like Dennis the Menace.

Believe me I’m not being facetious.

Keep converting nations, Christianity leaking,

spreading its’ terror, the reaper is seeking.

Dreaming up schemes, catalyst regimes,

Inter-continental, ballistic machines.

Reverse history to a Jurassic theme,

never thought I’d see such a treacherous dream.

One more time, don’t you say? We can make it all okay.

Splattered blood, on our flags are specks of life never had.

Its a rich man’s war, a poor man’s fight. Bonus Army march tonight.

MacArthur kills, fires ignite, Washington bleeds tonight.


So if your struggles get you down, always know that I’m around.

To ease your pain, ease your mind. Life’s to precious, let’s unwind.

Let’s take this pain, eliminate the waste,

Let ourselves appreciate a life with no haste.

So if your problems keep you down, we can help to melt them down.

Take this pain, take this rage, we can make it all okay.

Let’s rise up, let’s free ourselves today,

Let’s wake up, make them hear what we say!


The human race is race disgraced by mixed up hate, reverberate.

The races mix and the racists hate, grown up in a world with a tainted fate.

Fate of the world, stomach ache. Greedy humans, Earth shakes.

What’s it going to take? Until things break, wither and evaporate?

Everything is clear in hindsight, but nothing is clear in my sight.

Vision obscured, mind is blurred. Can’t tell which is better or worse.

Forward or reverse? Stuck in this curse. Repetition hurts, memories lurk.

Our future will reverse to a time when life was worth all this work.

Backpedal through human history, a dedication against tyranny.

Standing up speaks louder than words, but words get heard and lead the herd

through the thick and thin of the world’s concerns. Everybody fear no return.

Return with pity unrehearsed, politics must be cursed.

Ancient civilizations uncivilized, more civilized than our sweeping tides.

This is were our worlds collide, conflicting eyes mesmerized.

Gender biased, sexist lies, one more time do you realize?

Governments hide in disguise, need to reveal all these lies.


So if your struggles get you down, always know that I’m around.

To ease your pain, ease your mind. Life’s to precious, let’s unwind.

Let’s take this pain, eliminate the waste,

Let ourselves appreciate a life with no haste.

So if your problems keep you down, we can help to melt them down.

Take this pain, take this rage, we can make it all okay.

Let’s rise up, let’s free ourselves today,

Let’s wake up, make them hear what we say!

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