Scyophantic Syncapation

We dance to a drum beat We all thought we were individual But we are just line dancing through life No one truly steps out of line We have false dawns We think we are protesting against the world we find Instead we end up endorsing fear The new leaders of the line , pray upon our deepest fears But the regime stays the same, rich against the poor The drum is on a loop Protected by the vested interests They just use us like shields Right wing, left wing A bird needs two wings to fly We humans share the one planet Maybe we should give it a try To come together , to share the bounty Instead of imbalance, we could try humanity But that is a step beyond the masters of the line We must think beyond the half truths, the fake truths and the alternative facts This planet is not renewable , it is not a plastic sphere It is not a sound bite lets make that clear Lets allow the different melodies and rhythms combine Maybe we can all dance to different beats Without threading on each others feet