Drugs, Money & 2017

They say technology opens the roots to infinity
But they forgot to mention the formalities of insincerity
Empowered men draped in the finest linen suits
Powerful as ever without the slightest hint of truths

Kids of innocence lose their lives
Bombed, Killed and taken without proper good bye’s
We honor murderers and hail them as heroes
While mocking the righteous to zilch and zeroes

Inflated currencies house our buildings and skylines
Bankers, drugs and profiteers without guidelines
Stop we will not, until we enslave all of mankind
To fight our wars and eliminate our kind

To each their own on a day we we shall find
The truths to all the secrets that bind
Into a chamber of conscience, we cannot steadily find
May God help us all with what’s left of our minds.