A cultural prime in the dark ages of mentality

Arose the ridged slums of arrogance sparking general vitality

Within each artery clogged any reasoning and peace

Seasoning open wounds with salt and deceiving to say the least

Creased upon the paper, name cursived in black ink

There’s blood upon the sink, rusted chains break from the links

Sphinx are beginning to crumble, and lives are beginning to shed

Genocides within his head, a nation filled with psychologically dead

Fed piss poor diets, it’s much too expensive to eat nutritious

With stiches along our boarders and wishes of sufficient change

-But the min and max are too ranged, the statistics are too hollow

The lower class begin to wallow in their own epitomes of sorrow

No established middle class, Leaning Tower of Pisa kiss our fashion

Lashing out on races, and our past has become our present

Shootings on the daily, too many screaming they need a doctor lately

When overdoses are climaxing, say thee in thy defense

Climb the fence, past our boarder, you’re illegal, you’re a martyr

You’re a sequel to their horror, holding camps, and now uprising

Unsurprisingly, the cost of life is more expensive than any college

No prior knowledge is needed, to read between these civil lines.