Culprits

Cops are the state in uniform Umpires bribed to play the devil's game Law compromised by blind norm Police that brings democracy to shame Revenue and bribe are human flaws Interdict this justice and free the poor Trodden down by the oppressors'cause. Shame on your silence, your dinner of gore! ii Is this revenge for tresspassing at a tree Or for the cross our fee I am not candidate for earth's mystery My solution is no more misery. What have we become, have gone back To the primeval night The bruising dungeon and the gory rack? So much of trust in flight From policemen doing political cleansing And tending lame excuse The curriers of the guns are pretending The law inflicts on us abuse. There goes the wachman, there goes crime The killer killing all the time.