Social cancer

Social cancer Every day I see the news, corruption or guns you choose Gunfire erupting without warning; innocence meets blues Double dealing white collar, payoffs in the back-room parlor Top secret files in the shower stall while he starts to holler Students shaking wondering who’s next? Some say it’s the devil and we’re hexed Politicians pose for network news cameras and shake their heads and look perplexed No one wants to venture a guess, they say it’s our God given right They mean the one on the cross, the one Hollywood colored white They like to wag their fingers, use theatrics to disguise their answer But mister if you ask me they’re the root cause of our social cancer The right and the left in a tug of war, who’s going to cave, who wants it more? One side is propping up a criminal while the other is trying to validate a bore Where is Camelot these days? Who will take up the reins while the band plays Hail to the chief, and let us usher in a new method to build strong American ways No one wants to take that chance, private enterprise reaps financial advance Too much bad feeling about political figures and their rhetoric how it slants They like to wag their fingers, use theatrics to disguise their answer But mister if you ask me they’re the root cause of our social cancer Social cancer eats away at people on the street, they argue almost every time they meet Over rainbows and inclusion, nothing but confusion, add in women’s right to make it complete Social cancer fed by Tucker like a TV dinner, praising hoodlums making saints out of sinners While the fat cats in the board room count their money, so I guess you know who’s the winners Social cancer has a cure something we all can do. Kill it. Stop the bickering, and think it through Understand the issues and reason out something plausible that works for both me and you Fuck social cancer, let’s live in peace! Tim Windisch 07/09/2023