KNOWING

How does one remain sane, KNOWING!! nothing will ever change?
KNOWING predators bite to end life by using their bloody fangs
KNOWING scripts have been writ like motion pics of Dr. Strange
No longer marveled 'bout tomorrow after hearing bang bang

The game hasn't changed; it's been derange from the start
America's blood stained 'cause hate remains in her heart
Pumping throughout Union parts like it's wine at communion
Her drink flowing down the sink of this mental institution

Her prided Constitution was supposed to be the solution
Instead of ending the confusion, she enables its execution
Using television to distort the vision of citizen's third eyes
While imploding depression is causing so many to cry