Wouldn't Judge You

The true story is hidden in between the lines
like, paint poetry with paper & pen in rhymes
hear the dead sea screaming for the lost lives
couldn’t rise, couldn’t swim in the sea of lies
you see, success befalls only him who tries
seduced by the snake in disguise, so he drowned
another one down, so will you burn the town
or bow down to the crown, wouldn’t judge you
shot in the back, caught on camera, gotcha
eye for an eye is fair, but a blind world ain’t logic
killing in cold blood is bad, pure demonic

long ago the prophecy predicted this hypocrisy
democracy or honesty, you make a choice
the death of my enemies I won’t rejoice
rather pray for them innocent girls & boys
strength in numbers, so raise your voice

need to build bridges based on mutual respect
but until then you remain the usual suspect
debate dreams & ideas, but reality you neglect
paint a perfect picture, but who will object
my people are murdered, no one to protect
and then you really expect us to break bread
except, enough said, idealism is dead
-ASK