Pills

They try to treat all our ills

With prescription pills

That catch in our throat

Making us choke

But still they convince us

That swallow them we must

And so we obey

Taking our pills everyday

Until we’re told the sickness

Has finally left us

Or upping our dosage

If we’re still not cured

But they are not doctors

They’re politicians and rulers

And the sickness they perceive

Is no deadly disease

But our freedom and will

And their propaganda is the pill

 


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