Mr. and Ms. Rosy

 
stirring the waters I lean in to see
the venom of a thousand mind rapists
injecting poison in my soul

I am awake, hush now I'm going to kill
in the terror fully shaken
I rise in shackles
I dress in prision overalls
I am one of the oppressed but not for long

with a violent reaction to Mr. and Ms. Rosy
everything isn't peachy
I don't like pretend

in the land of Nod
sleeping children of scorn weep in their dreams
they dream of being free