Globalists

Globalists

They think they are the many with the power for the deed

Since clearly, they’re the wiser, and they know what others need.

They sit enthroned in towers, they believe, of ivory

And show a world that’s watching, what we all can clearly see

Our time, it must be limited, while theirs has just begun

They’ve turned their eyes away from us, as they approach the sun

The place for those below them, this unwashed multitude

Shall serve their needs forever, grubbing earth to find their food

And fear ye not, good people, for most shall soon be dead,

And thus will be far fewer, fewer still who must be fed

You’d never understand, you see – surrender thus your heart

We’ll make it all the better, as this world for “all” must start.

‘Twill be a world for those who lead, is what they really mean

Their power has corrupted them, as man has always been.

But, see, they have the higher ground, and you won’t stand a chance

The dead will never make a sound, as their ranks advance

To gather to themselves the spoils without a single shot

Intentions deep to save this world is what they’ve truly got.

They really think they can, you see, they think that you won’t fight.

And yet, it all must never be.

For we know what is right.