we must finally speak aloud
of the violence almost secret
the hidden brutality
that makes our lives so convenient
(it's not safe until half of them die)
we cannot live proud
bathed in the blood of the mostly mute
the secret shame shown
in the pictures they don't want us to shoot
(it's not safe until half of them die)
the flawed science of profit and loss
dictates a premise so skewed;
if you call me a monkey
you can put a wire in my brain
if you call me a monkey
it's alright to make me insane
(it's not safe until half of them die)
if you call me a rabbit
you can pour acid in my eyes
if you call me a rabbit
you can use the science of lies
(it's not safe until half of them die)
in the white room
in the clean, white room
the inquisition continues
in the white room
in the clean, white room
the inquisition continues
(it's not safe until half of them die)
(c) David McIntire
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