There are two types of birds perched on the fence
one likes to whistle and chirp at the sky
the other likes to peck bombs with its beak
and it ain’t just the creeps
at the top of the militarized medical machine
causing hell upon the earth
but all the stooges in society
who clamor to the hypnotic drumbeat like sheep
trying to shut up and stomp out those who oppose mandated madness
There are two types of people in the world
those who like to go about their business in peace
and those with radical authoritarianism coursing through their blood
One can only be pushed so far by the other
before countermeasures become the new theme of liberty’s conservation
