Spun

Spun Life is a highway, and we ain’t got the wheels to keep pace, seems those good old days have left without a trace, everyone’s lost the memory of community, sacrificed offerings proclaiming their demigod’s impunity and I’m just left standing there with a stunned look on my face We all saw the same thing in the same place under the same sun, heard the rhetoric and saw the angry mobs run, disagree and you will be voted off the committee, you shake your head and mutter isn’t it a pity, the truth is not a consequence cause the smell of money has spun Look at all those poor children lying dead in their schools, the lesson here kids is the country’s run by fools, stepping over their bodies to accept another donation, turning a blind eye and coming up with an explanation, the ones tasked with making things better are nothing but tools Stand up and be heard this isn’t the time to cut and run, time for learning how to love the things you shun, red or blue or left or right we are sailing on the same boat, education and getting each other to vote, it’s the way to right the mess that has been spun Spun from tales told on the campaign stump, how the savior of the world was Donald Trump Spun from lies and repeated until they were believed, despite fines and jail time for those who deceived Spun for the benefit of that sick bastard and his cronies, all they proved was they were nothing but phonies Spun and praised by people who got dizzy for dollars, despite warnings about global warming from the scholars Spun and woven into MAGA hats for all of you, tell me man, is this really your red, white, and blue? Go register to vote! Tim Windisch 04/09/2023 Spun Life is a highway, and we ain’t got the wheels to keep pace, seems those good old days have left without a trace, everyone’s lost the memory of community, sacrificed offerings proclaiming their demigod’s impunity and I’m just left standing there with a stunned look on my face We all saw the same thing in the same place under the same sun, heard the rhetoric and saw the angry mobs run, disagree and you will be voted off the committee, you shake your head and mutter isn’t it a pity, the truth is not a consequence cause the smell of money has spun Look at all those poor children lying dead in their schools, the lesson here kids is the country’s run by fools, stepping over their bodies to accept another donation, turning a blind eye and coming up with an explanation, the ones tasked with making things better are nothing but tools Stand up and be heard this isn’t the time to cut and run, time for learning how to love the things you shun, red or blue or left or right we are sailing on the same boat, education and getting each other to vote, it’s the way to right the mess that has been spun Spun from tales told on the campaign stump, how the savior of the world was Donald Trump Spun from lies and repeated until they were believed, despite fines and jail time for those who deceived Spun for the benefit of that sick bastard and his cronies, all they proved was they were nothing but phonies Spun and praised by people who got dizzy for dollars, despite warnings about global warming from the scholars Spun and woven into MAGA hats for all of you, tell me man, is this really your red, white, and blue? Go register to vote! Tim Windisch 04/09/2023