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where are fuck are the adults in the room?

we’re broken, crying, and dying too soon.

everyday heroes murdered in the streets

while trauma victims barely make ends meet

Facism came with a Cross and a Flag

the rich accounts soar while our spirits sag

body bags pile high but they’re not done yet

they’ll take until there’s nothing left to get

watching the world burn is insufficient

for decades we’ve been justice deficient

overcome fear learn love is the answer

take a knife within dig out the cancer

when good men do nothing evil prevails

long overdue for us to tip the scales