another unarmed black man 
lying dead in the sun
another flag-hag pigskin patriot
walks fast past the homeless veteran

what the hell do you stand for?
what the hell will you fall for?
what the fuck are you waiting for?
does a cat got your tongue?

another ar15 minutes
another thought, another prayer
another nra-hole politician
too tightly tucked into bed to care

another brown child in a cage
while an orange man turns tricks
you turn a blind eye to grabbing pussy
do you like to watch him suck dictatorships?

she is dried out like the desert
she is famished, all but vanished by design
and her hide out is her cactus heart
her own hand grenade, a barricade of spines
 
the sands of time repeating
she’s seen suffering before
her future takes a beating for
some man, some god, some war
 
she is minding her own business
steadfastly building castles of sand
she is blinded by a raging son
who demolishes and calls it all his land
 
those poor holy rolling soldiers’ plights
they can’t live without their virgins and whores
to lift their strengths and spirits to fight for
some man, some god, some war
 
we are sucking out the venom
of poisonous scorpions and snakes
we are bucking this ecosystem
til our mother’s deserts are our daughter’s lakes
 
oh, wondrous, thunderous women
together too loud to ignore
no more curtsies at the mercy of
some man, some God, some war

so you're not speaking, you don't like the way your voice quakes
but you're teaching your children
with every sound that you don't make
so you're not marching, you don't like it when your feet ache
but your children are watching every step that you don't take
 
it's not good enough to leave well enough alone
they got weapons of war, we got pens, shoes, and microphones
do you love enough to not leave well enough alone?
 
so you're not giving, you don't really have a dime to spare
but your children are invested in a future that you won't share
so you're not searching, you'd rather play your trump card
but your children are hurting with every fact that you disregard 

we used to have a way with words
now we don’t say too much
we used to unwrap like verbs
now we just tap to touch
we used to have things to do
now we got screens illuminating
we used to attach like glue
now the connection’s isolating

what’s the hold up, girl?
you got something to say?
you got a way with words
and they had their way with me

we used to just rise and shine
now we just duck and cover 
we used to breathe words like wine
now we delete each other

*written to the tune of “Part of Your World” from The Little Mermaid
 
i guess it's trump, what a crushing defeat
can't believe he's allowed in the president's seat
can't everyone see he's an ass - an ass who hates everything?
look at his team, dangers untold
how many disasters can one cabinet hold?
somebody pass me a drink, at this point i’ll drink anything
 
he hates brown people, gays, the disabled
he hates women and science and more
i was sure no one thought he was able
i was wrong, now I'm scared, of what's in store
 
i wanna be where the sheeple aren't
i wanna see humanity advancing
exercising your, what do you call it? oh - brain
grabbing pussies got trump this far
not paying taxes or his employees
bragging about, what's that word again? rape
sexual assault is not fucking fun, just ask his victims, every last one
the jock gets away and the best we can say:
rape's just part of our world
 
what would i give if i could live where people were smarter?
not pray away gay, or get in the way of a parenthood planned
don't you understand this is a man who has objectified his daughter? still there are women who voted him in, it's unreal as his tan
 
i'm not ready to reap what the people sow
we've got some questions, let's find the answers
starting with lessons we've already, i don't know…learned
when's it our turn? we know what we need:
to live in a land ruled by love and not greed
out of the debris, how about you and me take charge of our world?

i used to cry, it's the way i would feel
my mom would smile and say it's just an earthquake drill
now there's nothing natural about it, the disaster is real
they're all shooting at nothing but they're shooting to kill
they're all shooting at nothing but they're shooting to kill

have a good day at school kid, good luck on your test
mama packed you a lunch and a bullet proof vest
now there's nothing natural about it, the disaster is real
they're all shooting at nothing but they're shooting to kill
they're all shooting at nothing but they're shooting to kill

if we put down our guns, step away from our screens
pick up our kids and teach 'em something
cause there's something natural about that
we're all someone's daughter or son
i'm not saying it's the answer, but it sure won't kill anyone
i'm not saying it's the answer, but it sure won't kill anyone

the scarlet letter's getting redder
the fingers are a-waggin'
the allegory in this story's got me feeling bilbo baggins
fighting feably to defeat fucking firebreathing dragons
seeking proof in fiction cause the truth has turned to fractions
 
it's what the people need
one deceptive dimension
stab it til it bleeds or no one will pay attention
give 'em what they want, a filthy little spectacle
a crucible is suitable, only when the noose is full
of someone else's neck
 
the mockingbird won't say a word
but you keep trying to kill it
the conviction in your diction grabs my will and tries to steal it
but i'll push my pen into your brain, my tongue behind it strong
the ink won't sink in just a blink
it takes time to write a wrong

if it is true that the world ends
are you ready, are you ready?
if it is true that we all die
are you ready, are you ready?
 
we all share this space
that’s all that matters friends
so let’s all go out singing
i’ll sing with you til the end
 
if it is true that we all pass
are you ready, are you ready?
if it is true that our souls last
will you meet me, will you meet me?