Lead Me To Your Revolution

Timid resentment underneath it all
Power hungry leaders notice nothing
What is the cut off before the last call?
Injustice and violence lead to something
Last match is lit it ignites the people
One tweet, one post informs of anarchy
Gather here, we must fight to be equal
Viewed from state offices it’s malarkey
Flags adorned, fists high, and shouts heard in protest
People pack city streets with demands
Government is in fear but there’s no contest
Can be seen no more they’re reprimanded
Molotovs and tear gas don’t withhold them
These clashing parties bring utter mayhem

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