Stand against tyranny, as the unelected come for you and me.
Sense and logic are taking a back seat.
Qualifications considered to be obsolete.
Beat their chests like a war drum.
At the base of our necks is the barrel of a gun!
Self-publicising narcissist coming for everyone.
Can’t you see they want to take us off the edge with them?
Monetary gain is their goal and only religion.
Feel cold metal against your warm flesh.
No matter what they say this isn’t some kind of test!
Submit allegiance and be stripped of your soul.
These fascists in masks want complete and utter control.
Morally bankrupt, psychotic, exploitative trolls!
Give in to their demands and you’ll be pulling that trigger.
Brains completely splattered as you followed a lie of something bigger!
Will you resist as they endeavour to subsume?
Rather than grovel at the feet of a loon.
Fight for what you have earned your whole life.
Instead of lying down on the blade of a knife.
Stand against these leeches.
Ignore all of their preaches.
This life is meant for you and me.
Not just for those who wish to rule everybody.
Put the torch to tyranny!
Simon A Jackson - Writer 