POV: an anthem for the upcoming civil war

Dividing nations
and conversations

Splitting personalities,
negotiating gravities

You’re breaking up lovers
You’re laughing on the covers
You’re demanding us voting,
while digitally gloating

Refusing to answer,
is a symptom of cancer
You’re pledging a democracy
while performing bureaucracy

You’re avoiding reality
You’re escaping a penalty
You’re hiding in a coconut tree,
where no empathy seems to be

It’s the suffocation of choosers
It’s the ignoring all the beggars
Must it be a civil war,
the only way to wake us?

We’d rather none
than either one
a third is not an option
We’ll either flee, escape, give up
or shoot, resist and poison

You praise resistance
within your fortress

The other’s existence
ain’t mentioned in your congress

The game isn’t fair
and we refuse to play
Until you start to care
we demand that you pay

A blood moon is glowing
above your precious house
Soon you will be knowing
a game of cat and mouse