Unaware

They sing we come in peace
On paper nice and neat
To replace your gold and silver
With “In God We Trust” receipts

Everyone’s pointing fingers
To the plot you’re unaware
Rolling out red carpets
For political fanfare

Slowly they erode
“We The People” just got sold
A crippled constitution
Under their control

To the highest bidder
Their pockets filled with gold
We need a revolution
To restore our countries soul