If only we blamed ourselves
Accepted that these were our choices
When adopting the dogma we’re led to believe
By those with the stage and the voices
If only we’d stop and consider
Embrace and not discard the thought
That the situation we find ourselves in
May in part at least be our fault
Because choosing different is risky
It’s blameless to follow the crowd
More conducive to embrace all that’s got us to here
And echo that dogma out loud
Leave change to just be a sound byte
Protest but vote for the same
Poo-poo softer opinions
And unite in the finger of blame
It’s their fault it’s those politicians
The media and all that fake news
The wealthy the lazy those hangers on
And those with minority views
Those with a different religion
The knob heads who came before
Those who come over to steal all our jobs
The protesters and those who shout more
Those they label as dreamers
The brown the black and the white
The voters and those who choose not to
But not me cos I’m always right.
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