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The Tyranny Of Indifference
We will stamp on you
Till you comply
Don’t complain
We write the rules
Just roll over and die
We own the workhouses
No breaks for you
Shut up and do
Slaves have no say
Forget fairness
It’s a fascist regime
Wear the patch
Take the beatings
You’re the reason
Everything has gone wrong
You are not human
Don’t deserve thought
It’s our leash
We pull it
You choke to the command
Strain what strain
You are weak
It don’t matter if you snap
It serves a purpose
To rid this thorn you are
Only breathe when we say
Only eat when we say
You see we control
We say
You zip it and do
You believe in truth
What a fool
It’s what we twist
To make your life a misery
Your pain is our laughter
Intimidation
Is a whisper a rumour
A lie with enough truth
To hurt you
Bring you to your knees
Tired of standing alone
While rules are side swiped
Disability friendly my ass
They would rather see me die
Than lift a finger to help
Justified intimidation
Policies to keep you down
Authority given licence
To cut you off at the knees
Be the beggar you should be
Not here to understand you
We don’t care
It’s our way or nothing
We have made this hell
Especially for you
Till you comply
Don’t complain
We write the rules
Just roll over and die
We own the workhouses
No breaks for you
Shut up and do
Slaves have no say
Forget fairness
It’s a fascist regime
Wear the patch
Take the beatings
You’re the reason
Everything has gone wrong
You are not human
Don’t deserve thought
It’s our leash
We pull it
You choke to the command
Strain what strain
You are weak
It don’t matter if you snap
It serves a purpose
To rid this thorn you are
Only breathe when we say
Only eat when we say
You see we control
We say
You zip it and do
You believe in truth
What a fool
It’s what we twist
To make your life a misery
Your pain is our laughter
Intimidation
Is a whisper a rumour
A lie with enough truth
To hurt you
Bring you to your knees
Tired of standing alone
While rules are side swiped
Disability friendly my ass
They would rather see me die
Than lift a finger to help
Justified intimidation
Policies to keep you down
Authority given licence
To cut you off at the knees
Be the beggar you should be
Not here to understand you
We don’t care
It’s our way or nothing
We have made this hell
Especially for you
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